I don’t usually just blurt these kinds of things out (well, I do if you’re someone I know quite well and feel very comfortable with) but I just can’t fight the compulsion to cyber scream it. (!!!) Why, you may ask?
It’s. This. SMELL.
I find it so upsetting when things, especially medicines, have added absurdity; like dyes, weird flavors that do not mask the medicine taste, and the worst: horrid perfumes that give you a migraine and instantly make you feel queasy. Why, why, why, why, WHY?
Of course, it’s spider season and as I’m allergic to most of the natural world I’m also allergic to spider bites. Every year my reaction gets just a bit more severe. This morning I awoke with multiple bites that are huge, swollen, and itchy. Calamine! I need Calamine. Apparently everyone in Boulder also needs calamine lotion as well since most was sold out at the store. I had to get this one:
There are no words to describe the enormity of how awful I smell.
And what’s worse, the scent is growing.
I have noticed this phenomenon with a number of mainstream perfume releases in the past few years where the scent is pretty bad but not too strong when it first goes on. Then it snowballs into the fragrance blob that ate Manhattan. Poorly created rose accords do this frequently, as do weird musk compounds. This horror has both and some kind of floral bouquet bug spray mixed with weeds and decaying fruit. I say again: WHY? I’d like some medicinal smelling medicine please. There needs to be a skull and crossbones symbol on this can next to the words : Fragrance. It’s worse than the smell of a walk in my neighborhood on Sunday afternoon when every college student is doing laundry and the entire world smells of tonalide, berryflor, lyral, and floralozone. It’s this sort of thing that gives “perfume” a bad name and drives me completely insane.