After a lovely day spent pretending there was no intermittent rain while coming off the Perikimon Trail and later moseying along Bridge Street in Phoenixville (indeed, in my mind, it was the breezy summer sunny with Bob Seger and Paul Simon coming from the speakers all day), I stopped by my local Target only to find they were out of the replacement heads for my toothbrush as well as not having the kitty food I had wanted to pick up. But, as I was standing there, continuing to look back at the space where my would-be merchandise should have been (because everyone knows if you stare long enough at the space, the item will suddenly appear, as if you just didn't look hard enough) I noticed an end cap with a pretty pink array of items from Febreze. I like Febreze; though I'm certain it is eating up the environment in some terrible way yet to be revealed. I was, however, troubled by the new scent they had on display... Brazilian Carnival. Now, I don't know about you, but when I think of what a the smell of a carnival in Brazil, good olfactory sensations do not happen.
Is it possible, I wondered, that someone wants an air freshener for their homes that smells of heat, sweat, wet animals and street vendor foodstuffs? Well, anything is possible, I suppose. In my moment of utter bravery today, and for the sake of satisfying my curiosity, I sniffed. The flowery scent alluded to a garden with noble undertones of nuttiness--a nice counter to what I had imagined. I opted for the nice Hawaiian scent though, I just don't trust a scent referred to as Brazilian Carnival.