Complex says: You couldn’t ask for an easier way to get a woman’s juices flowing. Invite your potential bedfellow into your room, whip open the closet, and encourage her to sniff away. Assuming you’re employing this tactic on laundry day, it’d bring forth instant access, unless she’s as unhinged as Rose McGowan in 1998’s straight-to-video thriller Devil in the Flesh. To avoid triggering any psychopathic urges, keep your closet closed at all times. You don’t want her seeing the tags on those K-Mart button-ups, anyway.