Listen! Do You Smell That?

Yesterday I read an article about "swallowable perfume," a new form of perfume that comes in capsules. That you swallow. Ergo, "swallowable perfume."

Look, I couldn't make this stuff up, guys.

Anyway, it got me to thinking: how long before this is incorporated into food? You know, like cake? And what would an ingestible perfume cake look like, anyway? Would decorators try to reflect the scent in the cake's design?

These are all important questions, which I think deserve answers. You know, for science. And laughs. But mostly science.

So, as a public service, here are a few suggestions for some classic perfume scents:

Obsession

This would have to be a

revamped

formula, of course, with top notes of blood, wet dog, and a little patchouli.

Poison

Lucky for me, I've developed an immunity to iocane powder.

I'm sure you've heard of Chanel #5, but here's one for its lesser-known predecessor, Chanel #2:

Q: Why did Tigger have his head in the river?

A: He was looking for Pooh! Because Poo smells grrrrreat!

White Shoulders

I bet you never realized how weird that perfume name was until right now.

Contradiction

Something here doesn't add up.

Miracle

Even the balloons are defying the laws of gravity!

Lucky You

Say, here's a tip:

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Ah. Never mind; false alarm.

Thanks to Sarah P., Crazy Z., Michelle S., Caren, Celeste G., Amy C., & Colleen W. Smell you later, guys!

Sumer Lovin'

So tell me, Wreckies, how are you enjoying your summer?

Sorry, I mean, "Sumer?"

Or is it "Sumeer?"

You know what, just to be safe, let's sell both versions.

And then make this one the store display, so everyone can see it:

I like to be happy, summetime.

Well, however you spell it, I hope you're taking this time to enjoy a little sun.

Or a large, red-eyed spider crawling out of your cake.

And that you're working on your tan:

Or dismembering Edward Cullen. (Hey bakers, where's the glitter?)

Of course, the only acceptable foot wear right now are flip-flops:

Emphasis on the "flops."

And every meal should end with a hefty slice of watermelon:

Preferably the seedless kind. Unless you're expecting...to be expecting.

(See what I did there?)

And since these are the lazy days of summer we're talking about, you should be taking lots of breaks:

Stickin' it to the man. Or in this case, the customer.

Maybe visit the pit of despair community swimming pool?

"Watch out, kids, I'm about to throw another one down."

Or just spend a few quiet evenings walking the beach, looking for seashells and/or body parts:

Who wants ribs?

Thanks to Cassie, Brian B., Molly S., Jill V., Tina, Jaemie G., Lindsay W., Elizabeth & AnneMarie, & Anony M. for the disarming finds.

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P.S. If you actually go to the beach, then clearly you need a mesh tote bag that's in such high demand they couldn't even get one for the photoshoot, and had to photoshop it in (badly) later:

Oversized Mesh Beach Bag

Oh yeah, bad Photoshop is how you know it's good. Well, that, and the 2,000+ 5-star ratings. Turns out this thing is actually pretty awesome, and also comes in blue, gray, or white. Grab yours before the manufacturer tries to snatch the last one up for a re-shoot.

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And from my other blog, Epbot: