FoxyJackal

There are fragrances that you find so extraordinarily good that you never wear them. Too special, too loud, not suitable for work. And then there are those like this one. Admittedly, I didn't know this classic at all at first...

After I already criticized Playboy New York here, both fragrances ended up in a kind of collective punishment in the basement. Today, while cleaning up, I sprayed the unjustly banished London on my arm again. At first, London...