Anyway, wow, R found a full bottle of Pierre Cardin aftershave. It went in the bin. I took the fcuk (gee that was hard to type correctly) aftershave but it is bit heavy and I think I will throw it out too. Later, no, the bottle is too nice to throw away.
I confess to having slapped on a bit of my grandfather's Old Spice when I was a teen. I can't remember the smell now, but I would know it straight away if I smelt it.
I think from there my first own personal aftershave was Blue Stratos.
The next was Aramis. I can still remember the smell of it and it was nice. I was about 23 and I went to the local milk bar and the cute Italian lad behind the counter was wearing it and I was too. Are you wearing Aramis, I asked him. Yes, he replied. How do you know? I am wearing it too. Will you marry me? I will have your babies. Ok, the last two sentences are a lie.
I think the next one was Paco Rabanne, and lo and behold, R had a bottle of the that too but I find it too heavy now, as well, but the bottle looks nice in my en swite.
I did not use a lot of aftershave, but I did go through two bottles of Issey Miyake. So many people over a number of years complimented me on Issey's liquid product. I would describe it as light and tangy. Experts would no doubt have different adjectives. That was the last aftershave I bought and I now use R's discards, some of which were gifts from Mother.
The latest is David Beckham. The bottle is so cool, with a magnetic cap over the atomiser button. I am in the mood for telling untruths tonight, so I will say that David puts a drop of his sweat in every bottle (hey, I could have said worse). It is both sweet and tangy and quite light. You would probably have to snog me to smell it at all. No one has complimented me about it, but I like Mr Posh Spice's aftershave.