AnnaJ, you probably remember the 80's icon, club promoter, artist and face on the scene, Leigh Bowery. He had a young companion/muse who went by the name of Trojan, and I recall in an interview with young Troj revealing that while preparing for a night out he would get a whole bottle of sftershave or scent and douse himself in it. It was intended as a statement of some sort and I'm fairly sure there was a theory of a sort of 'smell terrorism', something like that, anyway. Bowery is of course no longer with us, but Trojan may still be around and if is he may want to take them off your hands. Of course he could have moved on and don't be messin' wid dat kin' a shit no more. But you never know, do you?