I never ever venture to the male perfume section at department stores. The choices there are so dire – almost nothing interests me, as all the scents there follow the same formula: that boring aquatic accord of some citrus, some woods, some clean musk, some vanilla. Maybe the citrus varies, maybe the variant of woods vary, maybe some musk is more clean than the other, but essentially, they sell one perfume. I always wonder, what is the allure?

Chanel Allure Homme Sport fits that mode perfectly, and it has been here since 2008 so it must be selling. As a matter of fact, it is the single most popular scent when it comes to department store samples – I have tons of them. Even if I don’t own a bottle (and probably never will) I have enough samples to last me for a long while. It’s a Chanel so the raw materials are a little better than others, though I never really did any kind of comparison. I haven’t had any reason to write about this scent. I wouldn’t know what to say about it – it is what it is.

Until now. The other day, I had the most handsome Uber driver. It was in the morning, and I was on my way to work. He was dressed well. I complimented him and he even jokingly said, “Yes I dress for all my passengers” (He’s a keeper) And then I started to smell his cologne – the top grapefruit-y notes of Chanel Allure Homme Sport. An dthen all of a sudden it hit me – combined with his skin chemistry and teh sparkle in his eye, his cologne made him even more attractive. And he smelled divine – like a man. I have always been a proponent that scents have no gender, but on him this made him the manliest of all man. And I finally get it – it’s not the perfume that makes a man, it’s the other way around. Chanel Allure Homme Sport just gave me a wonderful moment, and a sexy memory. I may just buy a bottle now.