Why we should ban perfume in public places
For most people, being in close proximity to someone smelling of honeysuckle and patchouli may be sublime. For those, like me, who suffer with ‘fragrance aversion’ — a strong physical reaction to the ingredients in modern perfumes — it is torture.
STFU. “Fragrance aversion”? Seriously?
Sorry, but I happen to love the scent of a woman — New Wife uses Michael Kors Wonderlust, Connie used Giorgio Armani’s Orangerie, my mother wore Estée Lauder’s White Linen and I still have a crush on an old girlfriend who used to wear Revlon Intimate — all with devastating effect on my senses. And the very fact that I still remember those specific scents after all these years should demonstrate my deep affection thereof.
Nothing smells as good as a woman wearing perfume.
Now granted, the thing can be taken too far. I once rode in an elevator with, it should be said, an older woman who must have used Chanel as a bath additive, but even as overpowering as it was, at least it was a pleasant smell.
You see, I too suffer from an aversion. I fucking detest delicate people: people who get the vapors from (as above) scents, people who start hyper-ventilating at the thought of using public transport, people who can’t eat processed meat, people who fall apart when someone says the word “nigger”, and people who are afraid of guns because “guns are dangerous”.
I can live with peanut allergies, because people can die from that — why, I wonder sometimes, was this never a thing when I was a child? — and similar things that are genuinely harmful.
But a fragrance “aversion”? Why did the stupid bint in the above article not just open the car window when her traveling companion reeked of (rough guess) Axe body spray? But oh no, she had to get out of the car because she was nauseated. What bullshit.
I’m not an inconsiderate person — okay, I try not to be inconsiderate, most of the time.
But I’m getting heartily sick of having to tip-toe through life because of people’s “aversions”. It’s just a physical manifestation of the “offended” mindset. And as a wise man once said:
So fucking what, indeed.
I’ll hazard the guess that such people have always existed but now in the early 21st century the web and the media have given these people a voice – a digital megaphone as it were. As always, a good crack upside the skall is an instant cure.
Back in the day, I bought the wife ‘Opium’. As with any cologne, you are only supposed to use a tiny, tiny amount. Opium would mix with her natural smell (as it’s what perfume does), and it was tantalizing.
Soon, others found the product. As I said, it blends with a woman’s natural scent. So there’s nothing worse than being stuck in an elevator with a fat chick that’s doused herself in the same perfume the wife or girlfriend uses. Hoof! – Fat chick and Opium. The combination will etch into your brain.
re — peanut ‘allergies’
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I know nothing about peanut ‘allergies’, that is a low priority in my interests.
How do they respond to other legumes?
* kidney, garbanzo beans
* Lima, navy, pinto beans
* a nice tangy three-bean salad
* chili with beans.
Are lentils and peas an irritant?
What about soy beans.
Clover, alfalfa, tamarind.
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Again, I know nothing about the syndrome.
But knowing a little something about ‘First World problems’, I suspect ‘attention-seeking’ could be contributing to their ‘allergies’.
Since my Lady has multiple (No too serious) allergies, I’ve done some reading on the subject. Peanut allergy is one of the serious ones. As in ‘have an epi-pen on you at all times’ serious. Which doesn’t mean there aren’t people using it as a bludgeon to impose their will on others.
A short web search identified fragrance aversion as hypersomia, a real thing that can cause vomiting, particularly in some pregnant women or migraine sufferers.
I’m not affected by it, but it isn’t trivial for people who are.
If the above is true, the polite thing to do is use fragrance in moderation. I’d argue that moderation is the polite thing to do anyway. I don’t experience nausea from perfumes (I’m even in the 20% of people not nauseated by the smells of butyric acid or butyraldehyde. Yes, I’m A chemical engineer who was exposed to both.) but there are levels of fragrance use I don’t like. Of course, requesting politeness in today’s culture is pissing in the wind.
More Boomer nonsense – haven’t we had enough yet!
What in bloody hell does this have to do with what year you were effin born ?!?
I’m offended that you are offended.
There , now we are even.
Problems resolved.
Please go away.
Darwin found the ultimate solution to such problems.
I remember waiting for my relief to show up at 23:00 on a Friday. She was a pretty plain looking, slender woman a couple of years younger than myself. She always dress professionally for the 70’s, long skirts and flats and managed up much more than my colleagues and myself. I had no big issue with her but the rest of our department didn’t care for her.
She showed up in jeans and a sweater, looking a lot more like someone her age than normal . But when she walked by her perfume. was amazing. I told her that and she grinned. It was called Cinnabar and she came over so I could get a good whiff. I barely got thru the change over brief and she was enjoying watching me squirm.
I told my girlfriend at the time about and she laughed. She said don’t buy a bottle of Cinnabar for her because she said it wouldn’t smell the same on her.
Still remember that night with a smile.
I have a counter proposal; far more people are offended by Progressive Woke ranting; how about we DON’T ban that and you-all snowflakes keep your prissiness to yourselves as balance?