Better to Laugh

At Friday and Saturday’s women’s conference, there was a cloud of perfume in the air. When I was a teen and young twenty-something, I admit I used to wear a heavy spray of the smelly stuff. It gave my dad a headache. He told me that perfume was not supposed to fill the room; it was only for those close to you, intimate.

So, with the invention of deodorant, why do women feel the need to bathe in fragrance? To feel sexy? To draw the opposite sex? With as much perfume as some of these women had on, I think their scent would be a repellant for men. The room was 90% women of peri-menopausal/menopausal age, not young ladies. I guess they never had a dad tell them how to wear their perfume.

Why the fuss? With the plethora of chemicals in our environment and food, our bodies are becoming saturated. Sometimes we need to take a break from all the input. I didn’t want to go to the conference and get a headache with a side of nausea, but that is what happened, once again. I’m surprised that people don’t make themselves sick with the mixture of smells:  deodorant, shampoo, conditioner, hair finishing products, lotion, makeup, laundry soap, fabric softener, and perfume. It seems like a lot of competition for the olfactory receptors.