The formula for successful man-scent is pretty basic: plastic-bottle spritzing + playing pick-up ball with your chiseled friends = babes wanting your bod, and letting you know it. For a guy going far beyond the basics, douse yourself in By Kilian
Just into DC, By Kilian's a line of startlingly original fraternal fragrances concocted by a philosophy-waxing, Sorbonne-educated musk-master who actually crafted an academic treatise exploring perfume as the search for "a language common to gods and mortals" before apprenticing with the "world's top noses"...man, that Gerard Depardieu can do anything! Vice-inspired varietals include "Straight to Heaven", a nutmeg/cedar/Brazilian rosewood scent evoking tones of Caribbean rum; "A Taste of Heaven", an orange blossom/Turkish rose perfume crafted after the smell of absinthe; and a vanilla/oakmoss/Haitian vetyver elixir inspired by tobacco and dubbed "Back to Black" -- you really shouldn't have gone there if you didn't want to stay there! Less narcotic (but similarly kooky) odeurs include "Love", a marshmallow-based, Sambac jasmine-heavy solution; "Cruel Intentions", a balsamic-noted fragrance inspired by Oud, a legendary wood worth "more than its weight in gold"; and a Damascus plum-heavy job "whose scent evokes an oriental lovers' nest" called "Liaisons Dangereuses", which is just like the Cruel Intentions, except back in the day and no one's pretending Glenn Close is hot
To really keep your nose up in the air, Kilian's also just dropped a super high-end "Arabian Nights" collection, for which the odeur-ist sought and received official approval from Arabian royalty, presumably after a particularly steamy display of shirtless pickup traditional falconry.