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This reminds me, I was dating a girl once that loved the smell of Patchouli oil, so she bought me a bottle one day and begged me to wear it. After initially resisting I finally relented and put a few dabs on my neck on one of the very rare days in my life that I wore a suit (we went to a wedding), and of course I was wearing a pretty expensive white shirt. The result? When I sweated a bit the Patchouli ran down my neck and stained the collar of my white shirt brown, and I could never get it out. Fucking patchouli...
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