Polo Blue Parfum Ralph Lauren 2022

A hot summer evening on the yacht. My wife is just getting ready, applying the final touches of her makeup and putting on her light summer dress. The boat shoes fit like a glove. The linen shirt gently hugs my toned upper body as the wind from the Adriatic coast slowly sweeps along the shore and glides between my skin and the fabric. "Honey, are you ready? Our shuttle is coming soon," I call down. A hint of Polo Blue rises from my chest into my nostrils. Light citrus notes, with wood music in the background, knowing its place and not being intrusive during the concert. The smiling face of my girlfriend emerges from the wet cell, she looks simply wonderful. "Just a second," she says, before turning off the light and coming up. The marinero approaches slowly with his speedboat, stopping gently and docking at our yacht. I help my girlfriend over the railing before I take the first step into the speedboat myself. The marinero shifts into reverse and gradually increases the speed as we leave the yacht behind us. My wife sits next to me and smiles. "You smell good. Is that Polo Blue?" I nod and smile back. She slowly leans against me and I hear her visibly relaxed exhale. I wrap my left arm around her while holding onto the starboard side with my right arm. The speedboat is now cruising at a solid 40 knots through the calm sea, the sun is low. Nothing can disturb my peace. Life has never been easier.