I was all out of one of my favorite hair care products—got2b Playful Texturizing Creme Pomade—so I went to Long's Drugs to buy some more. But a new product that they had in stock—got2b Magnetik Styling Cream—caught my eye because there was a $2 off coupon attached! (Can't you just see that Chinese blood pumping through my Thai veins?!) Sold!
On the front of the bottle, it says in parentheses "with pheromones." And on the back, it claims that pheromones are "a man's secret edge to make the ladies take notice" and that "she'll love running her fingers through your hair." Man, if I had seen that prior to buying it, I would've run away screaming with a jar of American Crew in my hands because you know I already get into trouble with the ladies.
But I decided not to worry about the product's outrageous claims. After all, don't those Axe Body Spray commercials pretty much promise straight guys they'll get laid by just walking down the street? I just know that's not true. It's all lies!
On Sunday afternoon, I rubbed some Magnetik into my hair and headed out to the Autry Center to see the L.A. History Project's presentation of Philip Chung's My Man Kono, a fascinating play about a Japanese American who was Charlie Chaplin's right-hand man for 17 years before being accused of being a spy for Japan. It's a little known chapter in film history.
Anyway, as soon as I sat down next to Judy (who was there, among many others from the APA theater community), she told me I smelled really good. Really good. Then she started asking me about my smell. Was it a new cologne? Why did I smell different from all the other times she's seen me? What did I do to smell so damn nice? Then her friend started smelling me too. She agreed. Really good.