Vanilla is for Pudding!!!

It's one thing when your grandmother wants to dab a little of the old 4-hydroxy-3-methoxybenzaldehyde behind her ears. It's a wholy different kettle of stinky fish when young girls think vanilla makes a good base note for perfume. Nothing turns my stomach faster than thinking "mmm! cookies!" only to turn around and see a 20-something waltz by. It's cloying, it's over-strong, and frankly, it reeks.