Get a whiff of Colangelo

KATHRYN HUMPHREYS -- Special to the Sun

, Last Updated: 8:31 AM ET

Bryan Colangelo smells like candy canes and rainbows.

Oh sure, he is a savvy, prize-winning executive who single-handedly resurrected a dying NBA franchise, but the dude looks fly.

I went to interview him when he first arrived in Toronto and, after he breezed through the door to greet me in an immaculately tailored grey suit, I heard that music in my head -- the Barry White stuff -- and forgot every bloody question I'd come to ask.

What came out was: "So, do you like stuff?"

Of course, the real question on everyone's mind is: Does he know anything about hockey, and would he be willing to give it a shot?

We catch just fleeting glimpses of this perfectly polished fashion plate in the tunnels at the Air Canada Centre during Raptors games.

I'd bet he has a secret lair and, somewhere, a cape. Not one of those cheap polyester capes that singes the first time you stumble into a campfire, but a silk one. Probably chartreuse.

The first thing you notice about him, besides the smell of lollipops and magic unicorns, is the high shirt collar. Was he inspired by Canadian fashion icon Don Cherry?

No, but he did say that Don has "got it going on," then noted sadly, that Grapes' high collars looked "a little pinched."

Did he get his high collars at Moore's -- The Suit People like our beloved hockey guru? No. His come custom from Bologna. (Not the sandwich stuff, Don, the city in Italy.)

Is it any wonder that Mr. Colangelo is "very much in favour of the NBA dress code." The Raptors' president believes "the audience, the people that we're selling tickets to and corporate sponsorships to, they want to be proud of what they see."

He also called fashion "fun," and wondered: "Why go out looking shabby when you can go out dressed up and feel a little better about yourself?"

Colangelo did say something else about the dress code, and about respectability, but I was distracted by his intoxicating aroma.

Maybe it's these "pheromones" the kids keep talking about. They're those natural chemical scents the body produces, well-documented in the animal kingdom as the force that controls all social behaviour.

You know, puttin' out the vibe.

Surely, with my delicate sensibilities, I could ask him what cologne he wears without totally creeping him out. Too late. Being a true gentleman he provides me with the information anyway. Turns out it's Clive Christian 'X'.

Oh, what joy! It sounds so regal. Clive Christian 'X'. It reeks of Jackie O., and a summer cottilion on the shores of Kennebunkport.

He is a person, this Clive Christian, a fancy-schmancy interior designer turned perfumer. For just $335 US, you too can have a 1.7-ounce black glass bottle with engraved crown stopper of Clive Christian 'X'.

It's a modern fragrance with a commanding, royal character of orris and cardamom; top notes of bergamot, jasmine hedione, and sambac oil.

Sambac oil? What, no freaking rainbows?

Ron McLean assures me that Don Cherry does not smell like rainbows and magic unicorns.

"Stale beer?" I ask.

No, it's an enchanting combination of chewing gum and Polo.

Kathryn Humphreys covers sports for the City-TV


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