Scents and Sensibility

28 Sept 08, 9.58am
Sunday is a day for reflection. Looking at the assortment of eaux de toilette on my bathroom shelf this morning led me to an uncomfortable thought. They're stacking up faster than I can use them. If people don't stop giving them to me as Christmas presents they'll still be here after I'm gone. I've decided to address the problem. From tomorrow I'll start the day with a daily blast of Bulgari, Paco Rabane or Drakkar Noir. My calculation, based on moratoriums on things like nuclear weapons, is that if no one gives me any more, and I get through a full canister every six months, I should have exhausted current stocks by 2011. The price I'll pay for this is bound to be some peculiar looks in the office every morning. But I tell myself it's worth it just in order not to be outlived by Ralph Lauren.