Years ago, I was a devotee of Marc Jacobs’s original eponymous scent Marc Jacobs, which quickly gave me nose fatigue from the sheer number of people that were also obsessed with it.  (Do you remember?  It was impossible to walk into an elevator or go out to dinner without being slammed in the face by Marc Jacobs or the similarly intense, gorgeous and overplayed Michael Kors.)  Everything old is eventually new again, however, and while shopping at Marc Jacobs with a friend recently, I was recaptivated by the gardenia-infused delight.  Bonus: when I asked for samples at the front desk, the salesperson was only too happy to oblige, and I’ve been dabbing myself from the vial for weeks.  Many stores offer free samples, so don’t be afraid to ask!  (Kiehl’s is especially generous with their mini-portions —run, don’t walk.)

Please don’t yell at me, but there is something about Victoria Beckham that, inexplicably, I love.  So much of what she represents is kind of icky and sad…and yet she actually seems like a really cool, family-oriented, savvy, fierce chick.  (At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter what I think about Posh, since she’s laughing all the way to the bank and I’m just sitting here dumbly pondering whether she’s genius or ridiculous.)  This Juergen Teller-shot Marc Jacobs ad campaign makes me feel similarly meh?  On the one hand, what in God’s name is going on here?  And why?  And, just, ew.  Yet, on the other, these are the most interesting, unsettling advertising images I’ve seen since the Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen Badgley Mischka-meets-The Shining campaign from two years ago.

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