>Something stinks around here…

>And it isn’t the food.

It’s Patchouli. Sandalwood. Estee Lauder. Dior.
It’s any number of the perfumes being peddled by Britney Spears, Beyoncee, Mariah Carey. It’s cheap Bath and Body Works Pear Body Spray.

Guys, when you pay $60 for a Brunello, but all you smell is your date’s Red Door by Arden, doesn’t it make you the slightest bit … resentful?
Friends of these women, when a dish of pork braised for five hours in sage, tomatoes and cinnamon is completely obliterated by your elbowmate’s Fantasia (and girlfriend pours it on, doesn’t she?), aren’t you thinking you might as well have saved $50 and gone to Taco Bell instead?

And let’s not forget the three tables in a twenty-foot radius whose wine glasses are filling with the spirits of Saks Fifth Avenue! It’s an olfactory epidemic!

You could certainly drop a hint in a way that won’t get you into trouble – may even get you laid – and will allow you and your fellow diners to enjoy the food you got all dressed up and paid for:

“Baby, I love your natural smell. It makes me crazy! The only thing that makes me want you more than your freshly showered smell, is a nose full of Brunello and garlic. Let us go, unadorned as we are now, to dine!”

For the love of all that is holy, women, don’t wear perfume to restaurants. We want to smell the food and the wine, not you. I guarantee that your man, unless an oblivous oaf, feels the same way, and he is working up a way to either tell you or cheat on you with someone who smells less like an Avon lady.

P.S. A shout out to my little sistas under 25: When you do wear perfume, spritz once into the air and step through the delicate shower lingering there. Subtle is Sexy. Where are your mothers? It’s like an Aesthetic Lord of the Flies, twenty-somethings running around with identical loose dresses and 11″ heels, drenching yourselves in perfume that smells 100x stronger to us than it does to you. Take the conch and spread the word!


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2 Responses to >Something stinks around here…

  1. furiousmuse says:

    >I tell you, I deal with the same thing at the bank. Old ladies bathed in Channel No.5. Cigarettes. Marijuana (oh yeah. let’s go to the bank–no, wait! let’s get stoned FIRST. Aaawesome). Alcohol. And money! Some people’s money STINKS. I can tell if you work for a restaurant…sometimes the money smells like old milk. Or if you’re a masseuse…then it smells like lavender. So, yeah, I totally get you on this. I’m just sayin’.

  2. emc says:

    >This should be the beginning of a short story. “Some people’s money STINKS. I can tell if you work for a restaurant…sometimes the money smells like old milk. Or if you’re a masseuse…then it smells like lavender.”

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