Just in time for spring, Ralph Lauren brings us a new fruity-floral fragrance called Wild!

I like the name, and not just because they decided to name it after my native land (Minnesota)'s hockey team. I like the idea of waking up in the morning and feeling sort of "meh" and then spraying on some "Wild."

I keep mentally composing short films of Wild transforming me into a glamazon. As I spritz in front of the mirror, my hair turns awesome, flowers start growing on the walls, gorgeous men are magically drawn to the street below my bedroom window, my apartment turns into a jungle, etc. There are videos on the website, too (as well as wallpaper. Wallpaper? For a fragrance? Really?), but they are more along the lines of "look how pretty and free-spirited Amanda Charlwood is and consequently I bet she smells great."

As for the fragrance itself, Ralph Lauren was kind enough to send me a sample. I like it. It's freshly floral and very pretty smelling, like lying in a strawberry patch while eating watermelon and talking about boys with your best friend from when you were ten. Its casual, mood-lifting scent is great for daytime wear, and would make it an excellent gift for a friend--especially a hard-to-buy-for younger lady who is new to the land of perfume.

One thing the fragrance is not, though, is wild. My hair doesn't grow. Men don't appear. I don't feel any wilder. I just feel kinda like a sweet summer day. But as I sit here, smelling myself at my desk on the 36th floor of recirculated air in midtown Manhattan? That's totally enough for me.