Actress Gwyneth Paltrow's company Goop has released a vagina-scented candle, which has sold out. File photo.Once upon a time, at the dawn of the 21st century, a very committed NSYNC fan bought the remnants of Justin Timberlake's breakfast — charred French toast — for a sum in the vicinity of $3k .
Should we be repulsed by the arrogance underlying the assumption that we — the gullible, cash-yielding plebeian masses — are so beguiled by Paltrow that we relish the prospect of introducing her vaginal parfum into our private sanctums? In fairness to Paltrow, it's entirely possible that the candle's risqué moniker is no more than a wry reference to the myriad controversies her esoteric views on vaginal upkeep have incited.
The liberatory potential of Goop's vagina candle is, unfortunately, more or less entirely nullified by the fact that it really does not smell anything like a vagina — unless we are meant to infer that Paltrow's vaginally-oriented wares can effect a miraculous chemosensory transformation. As an indignant doctor or two has already taken care to point out, the scent of damask rose is really not comparable to the yeasty, vaguely acidic aroma that an average healthy vagina is expected to generate .
That our covetous, acquisitive, and fundamentally invasive relationship with celebrity is nothing short of pathological is a well-established fact of contemporary life: we are guilty of an unchecked compulsion to establish weird, corporeal affinities with the public personalities we revere, be it for their talent or — in what unfolds like something of a self-fulfilling prophecy — for the sake of their chimeric fame itself.
Smelt no more like her vagina than the moon does of cheese.
Buya Jesu🤣
She knows how to make money from talking and spreading unscientific crap about women to women.
People will buy the weirdest crap, as long it's celebrity stuff. Free market, power too the Californian eccentrics. Eventually stars, lights dimes, as fresh faces, appears daily.