Knockout Scent

My husband is home for the four day weekend. Hurray!

Tonight he comes into the bedroom where I’ve been reading and starts bugging me about being hungry. Not an unusual occurrence. Him and the boy are always hungry. We had eaten out last night and he wanted to go again tonight. I offered to make french bread pizza tomorrow night since I know he wouldn’t want to leave with football on.

As we’re talking I get a whiff of something.

My lips start to tingle and go numb. The back of my throat starts to burn. Whatever it is it’s spicy and musky and down right horrible!

Normally I don’t allow my husband to buy his own cologne but I let him buy his own body spray, deodorant ect. I’m very sensitive to smells. We’ve known this for years.

It’s not an uncommon occurrence for me to tell him to trash a product because even though he’s wearing it I can’t tolerate the scent.

I can’t wear perfume myself unless I make it. In my teens the perfume I favored started to make me swoon. Not the romance novel swooning, no the “Are all right miss? Do you need a doctor?” type of swooning. There’s nothing like perfume to make you pass out. I can’t even walk near the perfume section of a department store.

During the course of learning how to make perfume I realized that part of the reason why scent A works for me but not for you has to due with chemistry. For instance my husband has a natural musky scent with a hint of spiciness to it. My natural scent is a bit floral and spicy.

As a result of the chemicals put in scented products combined with his personal biochemistry there are products that are simply horrible on him. This was easily the worst in a long time.

I started coughing trying to get the taste out of my mouth and demanded to know what the hell cologne he’d bought. He gave me a funny look and said he wasn’t wearing any; no new body wash, no new body spray nothing. He only had lotion on.


That’s right he bought Men lotion from Vasline and it was causing an allergic reaction in me just by smelling it! The last time something like this happened it was a case of an Axe product’s smell not meshing with my husband’s smell and caused me to have a migraine. The combination was horrendous. Thankfully a different scent of Axe worked fine for him.

This however was toxic!

I ordered him to wash his hands and told him I’d have to throw it out. (The inner penny pincher in me was cringing at the waste) Before he did so he gave me the bottle to prove it was just lotion. I could smell it through the bottle! It was all over my hands forcing me to wash them.

My husband of course thought this was hilarious. He collapses on the bed giggling like mad and starts to wave his hands around to spread the smell. I cover my nose and mouth with my forearm just trying to survive.

Then the dog jumps up offering him The Ball. As a Jack Russell all things in life revolve around “The Ball” and those who throw it. My husband goes to reach for it; Bill looks at him in anticipation all his focus on The Ball.

Then promptly pulls back his lips in a teeth filled twisted grin and sneezes. Multiple times.

Over 20mins later I can still taste that smell in my mouth and my lips are still numb.


About Marcia Young

I’m the wife of an NCO and the mother of one, home schooled, special needs child. I have won several people’s choice awards for my fanfiction under the moniker MLMonty. All of my current published works can be found via Smashwords and other retailers under my nom de plume Marcia Young. I am currently open to finding a new literary agent and publisher.
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5 Responses to Knockout Scent

  1. rowdyjaner says:

    smack him with the baseball bat until he pays attention… Nick, not Bill.

    • marciayoung says:

      LOL He’s probably immune by now. I might have to start demanding he buy only unscented products. Though all the bottle says is “fast absorbing”. If it lists a scent I don’t see it.

  2. LOL his reaction? Priceless.

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