Smoking is forbidden in public places. Kid's meals at fast food restaurants are banned in an effort to combat childhood obesity. We no longer talk on the phone while driving. We wear seat belts, helmets and pads -- just in case.
When we're serious about a cause we tackle it head on until we get what we want.
The next issue? Perfume -- the overuse thereof. Now I'm not against perfume in general but I always thought the idea was to dab it -- and most women know just where the dabs should go for full effect (wink, wink). What I am opposed to is excess -- the overwhelming smell that makes you think the wearer either lost control of the atomizer or accidentally spilled the bottle on their person.
Yours might be a lovely fragrance, but know when too much is too much. Too much reminds you of a maiden aunt who, on family holidays, held you to her ample bosom until you nearly suffocated. Hers was a mixture of perfume, hairspray, bath powder and make-up -- the perfect storm that temporarily shut down all olfactory functions. Too much reminds you of the stereotypical cheap hooker -- never having been around a cheap hooker or even an expensive one, I'll have to trust the stereotype.
Back in the day, perfume counter demonstrators in department stores randomly sprayed customers. Now they have to ask first. That's a start, and we'll just take it one spritz at a time.
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