Happy Accident

I had to go shopping today. Well, had may be the wrong word, but I wanted to go shopping. I needed a new pair of pre-distressed jeans as my pre-distressed jeans have become fully distressed and one of my favorite pairs makes me look like I am in a crappy butt rock video from 1989. (Yes, I had those jeans then. *sigh*)

So, of to Macy's and a new pair of jeans. I also realized that I was running low on the scent that I normally wear. For the past three years, I have been wearing Yves Saint Laurent's L'Homme and liking it (more to the point, liking the reaction that it provided) and I asked for a bottle of that. The nice woman behind the counter picked it up, wrapped it up and put it in a bag and I paid for it. I never looked at it though.

When I got home, after a family dinner celebrating some sort of ethnic holiday, and I was listening to what ended up being a rather painful (like a kick to the midsection) Union Hockey loss to Colgate (more on this tomorrow), I went through my bags. I tried the jeans on, and once again, they made me happy. Then I unwrapped the box that the aforementioned woman so thoughtfully wrapped and bagged for me and I found not L'Homme but YSL's La Nuit De L'Homme. This is not the same. I am not one who lets the little things go, and this was...a BIG DEAL (in a very little way, I mean, look at Japan...if this is the worst thing that happens to me, I am golden.) that potentially could have RUINED MY EVENING (again, dramatics for effect, it didn't bother me that much).

While I was debating on what to do, (do I return it?) I wondered if a little change like this would be helpful.

So...

I opened it.

You know what? I like it. It is less citrusie than I usually wear, with a little more spice but it is a masculine scent and I like it a great deal.

Yep, a happy accident.

Now I am going to go back to my book and lament Colgate's improbable run through the ECAC playoffs.