I don't like being inundated with aromas. It's annoying. Moreover, it seems that they are inescapable. So many consumables today are marketed with some kind of unique scent. Between body soaps, facial soaps, shampoos, conditioners, shaving creams, deodorants, colognes, facial moisturizers, body moisturizers, laundry detergents, and dryer sheets, the typical person is a walking medley of scents that are all too often not complimentary to each other. Imagine if our bodies were blank canvases, and each hygienic product that we bought took a turn randomly flinging paint on us. Contrary to the opinion of many postmodern critics, it would not be pretty. Not only are the scents on our persons, but they are also all over our homes. We have candles, those old-school cone-shaped solid air fresheners, and countless other means of launching aromas airborne. If we really did respect the beauty of scent, wouldn't it make sense to do so with an undistracted nasal palate? Imagine a wine connoisseur pouring her five favorite labels into a single carafe and stirring before imbibing. Doesn't make much sense--or scents--does it?
Stopping to smell the roses has almost become an impossibility.