pheromones

Something smells fishy…

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Victoria Woolaston reports that we can smell each other’s….

…gender.

If you remove deodorant, perfume and the smell of washed clothes, all of us give off a unique and distinctive scent – especially when we’re on the lookout for a mate.

Previous studies have found genders produce sex pheromones, but new research has discovered these pheromones trigger something in our subconscious.

Researchers found we are able to sniff out the gender of the sex we’re attracted to.

During tests, not only did men recognise the smell of women, but gay men were equally able to distinguish the sex smell of men, too.

No deodorant? ?Now that’s pretty risky stuff. ? But imagine being blind folden and having to sniff some people as part of an experiment… ? Read more »

Power is no longer the aphrodisiac it once was. Popularity is

I’m not sure of the premise of this article about power vs popularity being an aphrodisiac. But it is interesting nonetheless. I might even have a go at writing a New Zealand version…the only issue would be choosing the politicians to include. 😉

Power is an aphrodisiac. People say that all the time, don?t they, to explain why some hot young piece of lady flesh is stepping out with a luke-warm old slab of man flab who also happens to be the chief executive of a mid-sized multinational company, or something exciting in the treasury.

People often use the power/aphrodisiac conundrum to explain the Bill Clinton/Monica Lewinsky affair, but I think this is wrong. Yes Bill Clinton was the most powerful man in the world, but he was (is) also said to be charismatic, charming and in my humble opinion, not too shabby to look at. He Has Something About Him, and this is down to his innate charm ? the sort of charm you find in most womanizers, whether they?re a brickie or a barrister.

A much better example of power being an aphrodisiac is the sorry tale of Edwina Currie and John Major. Whatever you think of his politics, John Major is universally acknowledged to have all the sexual charisma of a whelk. A whelk with a cold sore and a large collection of cagoules. Yet, somehow, he managed to bed Edwina Currie, who, although not everyone?s cup of tea, is definitely a rung above our former Prime Minister on the ladder of sexual allure.*

Despite this affair taking place several years before the Maastricht Treaty, I like to think John Major shouted ?you b******s? at the point of orgasm. ? Read more »