What is it about men's cologne? When I was saying good bye, the Italian man I was with asked me what I thought about his cologne. I sniffed the bottle, said it was okay. He asked if I wanted some. I laughed, shaking my head no. He then spritzed it on my sweater. I found it very strange. But all day yesterday I couldn't help but to think about him. The scent is still on my sweater. He is such a flirt!