Used MX200 today with some interesting effects. Applied one spray to the back of each hand and rubbed to spread around at 8pm.
This was after a day wearing my usual A314 and SPACELAND (noon), so there was certainly some residual of these present, but MX200 was ‘front and center’ as the freshest applied molecule(s).
Maybe I am conditioned to the neroli scent triggering an Instant Shine effect, but there seemed to be some of the IS self-effect in MX200. At my local “circus bar” I got personal space violations and other IOIs after applying it. There was an elusive tone of … restfulness … and an ethereal quality to the interactions, though; personal attraction but with a more idealistic emphasis than a sexual one.
I wanted to test the “Asian Connection” of MX200 so I stopped in at the local sushi bar. It’s a moderately priced restaurant, but even so for me sushi ‘out’ is a luxury; I tend to roll my own maki at home. I’m an infrequent visitor but the senior sushi chef always remembers me. He knows that I make sushi at home, and we’ve chatted about the philosophy of “zushi”.
Tonight, I felt especially honored; small, subtle gestures, the inclination of a head, the mildest note of surprise in the facial expression of the waiter (that I was there? that I smelled “right”?) The chef smiled warmly and regretted that it had been so long since we’d seen one another; the slightest nervousness in his manner. Perhaps that was the A314 in action, I would not be surprised. But there was another element – which I might be fantasizing – but it seemed that I was temporarily not considered to be ‘gaijin’, despite my 6’3" height and frame: the senior and assistant chefs and waitress and waiter seemed to treat me as an insider, a member of their culture.
How do I know this? There was no … testing behavior … none of the stereotypical “this is what Americans expect Japanese people in a sushi restaurant to do” formality. I just got the sense that I was being considered family – and that no one was making a to-do about it.
In Japan, there are many public accomodations, pubs, clubs, etc. with signs advising that non-Japanese patrons are not welcome. The signs are very often ignored, as long as the customer is well-behaved. I’ve had the experience, in America, of being tolerated as a well-behaved American. Whether it was my imagination, or not, tonight, wearing MX200, I seemed to have passed beyond that barrier.
PS: I did not eat any cheese or dairy products today, which might have also been instrumental in “passing.”