I am going to undertake the cleaning/vacuuming and airing out of our master bedroom today. This is a very huge goal, because the room is big, it has lots of stuff in it, and it smells rather like an ashcan. But that's alright, I thought. I have incense to burn.
Except, I don't have any incense, having lived in southern and central Texas for the last 8 months. It occurs to me that I haven't really been into town since we moved to the rurals, so I don't know if they have a funky side where I can buy Chinese herbs and nag champa.
Of course a lot of the US is in the same boat I am, wondering where they will get their sandalwood, dragon blood or other lovely scents to burn away the dead smell of consumerism from their homes.
It seems that answer is in the aisles of the market: Febreeze.
Incense for Americans! Except it just makes everything smell like consumerism is dead in a flower field. Buy more and more and soon we forget that we're covering up a dead-smell.
One thing that gets me about the smelly stuff in the aisles is the commercials. There's a detergent out and it's infused (or whatever) with vanilla & lavender. Both of these scents are thought to be calming, vanilla is considered an aphrodisiac by some. The ad I've seen recently involves a couple who are at odds making a bed. When they get into said bed, they are so overcome by good feelings that they can't stay angry and instead start cuddling. There you have it: Tide will fix arguments! Buy this and you will have a better relationship.