Celebrity Scents...

There are so many friggin' celebrity perfumes out there now... We can hardly keep up. Here's the latest crop of eau de desperation, just in time for your holiday shopping lists.

Smells like bare feet crammed into too-small Manolos,
and for some odd reason -- oats and hay.
Oh, that was brutal. I feel bad about that one.

The pungent scent of a sweaty leather cowboy hat and assless chaps.

A heady mix of flop sweat, latex, and hairspray.

What can only be described as the smell that emanates
from the inside of a Hello Kitty costume after being worn
for a full day of promotions at the newest San Rio store in Tokyo.

A combination of Chicken of the Sea, Buffalo Wings, beer, and farts.
A classy concoction bound to make you stupid.

A whiff of the Camden Town tube station will tickle your nose,
complete with an incurable hunger that will linger and linger and linger...
yet never be satisfied.

If batshit insane had an odor, this would be it.