Bests & Worsts Reviews from Amazon

I am a simple, working class Jersey girl. I don’t really care about the “finer things” in life. A few examples of my lack of refinement: I am not adverse to drinking boxed wine. I never learned how to walk gracefully in heels. I would take a Ford truck over a BMW. I prefer Egyptian musk scented oil to Chanel No5. And I would choose hot wings over the most expertly prepared sushi. So take my review with a grain of salt if you have expensive taste and actually care what other people consider fashionable. Drakkar Noir is a timeless and sexy scent. If you can erase from your mind the Ghosts of Guidos Past and their souped up Camaros, really bad techno music, freakishly rippling muscles, roid rages, gold chains, Z Cavaricci pants, and crunchy hair, then please resurrect this hypnotizing fragrance. You no longer have to be named Vito, Tony, Vinny, Paulie, or Joey to wear Drakkar. It works on Edward and Brian and James too. It's outdated and out of style and you'll probably be the butt of all jokes if you wear it around your friends, but I can almost guarantee that when you're alone with your special lady, you won't be sorry. It's an aphrodisiac .... clean, masculine, and just plain intoxicating. A little squirt of this manly ambrosia on a strong, warm, slightly hairy chest and I can almost guarantee that MILF panties will be flying off. I won't let my man wear it unless I'm with him. I don't want to have to fight off an army of cackling, jealous, neglected New Jersey housewives