purely a substance for your own smelling pleasure
This is probably all over gawker and boing-boing. I dunno, I saw it on some foreign music site.
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why didn't you post this, instead?
http://www.lewhif.com/
or this?
http://www.firemeetsdesire.com/
Hmmm... wonder how much of this they sell?
There was this guy who was shopping at the frame shop where I used to work who reeked of the strongest most insanely potent purple Hello Kitty eraser smell. You could smell him from across the store. He said he worked in a lab where they made fragrances, and could never quite get rid of the odor.
What I wonder is: what do the guys who work in the lab where they make this stuff, smell like?
I think the images of naked women with fake boobs garnished in fishnet are meant to be the equivalent of the pine forest evoked by a pine tree shaped air freshener, but aren't quite as successful. These images lie somewhere in a realm between an awkward Interview magazine photo spread, and bad porn. They are unsexy and somewhat sterile. The women are covering their own vulvas with the "Vulva" product, and though appropriately literal, I don't think this sends quit the right message. My own suggestion would be:
A giant picture of a vagina, with the Magritte-like slogan, "This is not a vagina..", and then a picture of the product, with the slogan, "But THIS smells like a vagina. Vulva. YOUR vagina."
I also like the casual urbanity with which our Vulva-man enjoys his fragrance, Robert Palmer-like as he is surrounded by, but aloof to the identical statically posed naked women around him. There's nothing at all sordid about the scene, but there's also nothing vaguely natural about it. The suggestion seems to be that the Vulva-man, at the office, or on the tennis court, when given to the notion, might casually take a deep inhale of Vulva, the act itself, like our vulva-man from his entourage of identical fake-boobed gals, is removed from the messier aspects of heterosex. Or at least the messier aspects of getting your nose close enough to smell vagina. Which is kind of the whole point I guess.
I'm getting the impression that I thought about this way more than anyone else did. Yikes.
And you are STILL thinking about it - PERV!
But seriously, you are probably the only one who takes the time to actually document your thoughts. The truth is, I was equally baffled. I can't help but try to figure out what the heck is going on in the minds of every single individual connected to stuff like this - the "idea man", the models, the site developer... the PURCHASERS, yikes! The SUPPLIERS, triple yikes! Just like that ugly old crackhead who is actually on the other end of a sex phone call service, you really have no idea who...
OK, that's enough
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