So, I discovered this week that I am a LV reject. Not Chosen. Ok. Grace and peace to you, dear chosen ones. 
LV reject
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Are you going to pawn off your Veg? I haven't tried it yet and I can't get any locally...
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I thought that I was among the elect of LV. Yet, the more I tried it, the more I kept smelling an off putting play-do smell. I'm I the only one who could not join this glorious group? Please share your testimonies, if you dare.
I have not yet given up. I keep splashing it on and ignoring the fact that I smell horrible. So far it is great for those days when I'm in a bad mood and just want to be left alone (if you ignore all the stray cats that meow at the back door).
Sorry to hear that the Veg did not choose you. It chose me, and I have no idea why, or for what possibly sinister purpose. I wonder if this is what being recruited by the CIA is like?
Even being one of the chosen though, my GF finds it funny to tell me that whenever I wear it, I smell like cat urine.
Even being one of the chosen though, my GF finds it funny to tell me that whenever I wear it, I smell like cat urine.
To bad you can't walk into the smoke and fire with us chosen ones.
So, I discovered this week that I am a LV reject. Not Chosen. Ok. Grace and peace to you, dear chosen ones.
Burn the witch!
After much debate I tried it only to find it smells fine on me, I guess I'm one of the chosen. Actually, I was quite offended. Makes me feel like I don't have as much taste as I thought I did. 
You are not alone in being rejected by the olfactory equivalent of an inoperative urinal in a UTI tomcat biker bar. On fire.
This is how the VEG regected me: With great expectations (probably due to eloquent writters in this forum) I purchased the "VEG". For two days I shaved in the morning and splashed the "VEG" on generously before work.
I immediately smelled the cat urine odor, but felt that it would surely pass and I would experience the wonderous fragrance that the chosen speak of.
At work it mellowed into a lesser cat urine smell. More like I had changed a dirty diaper and hadn't washed or cleaned myself up afterwards.
The funny thing is that even though this is exactly what I smelled, because of the romantic writtings of the "VEG" I somehow thought that everyone else smelled something wonderful! For two days this is how I "rocked the VEG".
The third day I shaved in the evening before watching movies with my wife in our bedroom...I applied the VEG to see what wonders it would perform in the bedroom.
Ten seconds after getting into bed with the wife...she abrubtly gets up and starts looking under our bed...under our dresser...under our nightstands and then starts sniffing our walls.
I asked her what was wrong? Can't you smell that! she responded. It smells like a mouse or some type of rodent had died and was decomposing.
I told her that there had been absolutley no sign of any type of rodents anywhere in the house and that she should relax and get into bed. She did and as she eased in to get close to me...all hell broke loose.
That's right, she had smelled the VEG on me and it was very obvious that Mama was very unhappy. She banished me to the shower...that's not all, while passing my eldest daughter she said that I smelled like a nursing home that she used to work at and that maybe I shouldn't wear whatever aftershave I was using. She was being sincere.
The VEG starts off strong with cat urine...mellows to dead and decomposing rodent and finishes off with nursing home.
That is how the Veg rejected me...beat me down more like! I now wear the badge of being unchosen proudly!
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