The Ephemerist

Airports are alien territory to me.  When we went on holiday last july, I stood there like a caveman, marvelling at all the stuff happening around me, and simply stunned by some of the more stupid, smaller things.  Such as eau de toilette marketed at kids.

Now, I can understand Eau de Barbie, or Spider-Man cologne, or even Cars perfume (I do quite like the typical gasoline smell of a garage), but what about a Shreck-themed cologne, or a perfume based on Pirates of the Caribbean ?  That’s just marketing gone completely awry, even with a neat collectable bottle-top.  Or perhaps some marketeer mistakingly drank one of the concept samples, and it messed with his brain…