I blunder through more scents. My attempt to describe a salty wine: ‘Pineapple’. A fragrance intended for a rugged, outdoorsy beefcake: ‘Ooh! Christmassy!’ At one point, I get so confused that I feel like I’ve just spent ten minutes sniffing a man. And I resort to the spittoon to avoid getting completely twatted. That’s right, ladies: I spit rather than swallow.

— Alexi Duggins of Now. Here. This. (possibly, the wrong person for the job) attends a Sip/Sniff wine and perfume event in London hosted by Odette Toilette and Berkmann Wine Cellars. Read more at Nose knows: how to find the perfect wine to go with your own scent, or read more about the event at Odette Toilette.