New York: Wear Deodorant.

I have calculated that I have ridden the subway 20 times in the past 9 days. Back and fourth from Queens to Manhattan. Every single time, without fail, I get stuck sandwiched between two men who always need serious showers and application of deodorant. I feel like old spice or speed stick could run the most amazing ad campaign to get people loading onto the subway to put on deodorant. Or the city of New York needs to invest in sprayers that you are required to walk through before loading any train.

It has gotten so bad that I felt physically sick today. Do I have, "if you reek of b.o.- come stand next to me because I think its sexy" tattooed on my forehead? I think not. Why can't any of the guys that I find remotely attractive and don't smell like old shoes stand next to me? I guess this is just another mystery of the city...

But in all honesty, if one of the deodorant companies doesn't jump on the campaign of Smell Good New York- I will just have to do it myself. Body spraying one smelly man at a time. I will make it my personal mission- especially if they keep standing next to me. Better smelling people are happier people.

Lesson:

If I can give men one piece of advice: WEAR DEODORANT.

peace, love and cute boys please stand next to me... and take me on a date..

B