[La Enchiladita]

my wife has this stuff from "aveda", I don't know what it is or why, but every time I open that drawer, oh man.

I've been told men go mad for the scent of amber. Maybe it's in that aveda "stuff...?"

[mad puppy]

'Maybe it's in that aveda "stuff...?" '

Part of what makes it so nice is not knowing exactly what "it" is. Some how understanding the chemical equation, the effect on the senses and how the brain reacts takes away some of the joy of simply being a willing victim to the primitive reaction.