The scent of hypocrisy
This is a replay of an actual conversation in my head recently.
Me: Standing overwhelmed in the deodorant aisle, facing the bewildering array of choices. Amongst the 'Shimmering Luminous Lily' and 'Peach Pizazz Sparklerama' choices (in a variety of clear gel, sheer solid and wow-I-can't-see-it formulations) I see a new scent: Vanilla Chai.
I say to myself, "That is the stupidest thing I've ever seen. Come on, yuppies. Vanilla CHAI deodorant? Who the flip needs vanilla CHAI . . . Wow. That smells good." (toss into handbasket).
So now my underarms smell like a $4.75 beverage from Starbucks, at the cost of my dignity.