Dianasaurs in the Cashmere Woods

“Great. Now I smell like Cashmere Woods. What the hell are Cashmere Woods?” Chris Pirillo, 2013

Smelling nice is, unarguably, a boon — especially to those who have to share any amount of space with you. But just like anything else, it’s possible to wind up with too much of a good thing.

When the motion-sensing air freshener blasted my shirt directly with a heaping helping of a scent called Cashmere Woods, I found this out the hard way.

Diana claims to still love me. But until this vlog is enabled with scratch-and-sniff technology (reportedly being researched by John Waters), we’ll just have to assume that you might not — at least until we do the laundry.

Unless the whole load of laundry ends up smelling like Cashmere Woods. Here at the Pirillodome, two scents enter; one scent leaves.