
The downside is, of course, that I won't be smelling like a pretty flower anymore. At best, I will smell neutral; at worst, I will smell a bit like the mammal that I am, I guess.
I'm ever-so-slightly weirded-out and grossed-out by this hippy-like adventure, but--as a result of what I learned on Thursday--how can I not give it a try?
So I didn't exactly smell like a rose when I was helping a friend move yesterday, but then, everybody was a disgusting mess by the time we were done, so I didn't feel so bad. When I got home, I promptly showered, then left the house, still sans synthetic scent.
The results of my experiment began to yield themselves rather quickly. I stopped to fill up my gas tank and went inside a convenience store to pick up an iced mocha. On my way out, a man literally ran after me to introduce himself. This has never happened to me before in my life!
Unexpectedly, my pheromones had attracted an African-American man. Isn't that interesting? So we began to talk, and he made me laugh a few times; and so, when he asked for my number, I told him to find me on Facebook--which he did, before I even got home, thanks to the portability of the iPhone.
I collected more data that evening, and now I am trying to do Step #6 of the Scientific Method, which is to "Interpret the Results" in the hopes of reaching Step #7 where I can "Draw a Conclusion."
But this experiment is all too new to me, and so I have no official conclusion drawn up just yet. I'm still crunching the data, so thank you for your patience. And, if you'd like to aid me in my research, please consider doing a little triangulation with a similar study yourself. :-)