Well, howdy there! Let’s gab a bit about this here “daisy wild model” thing, whatever that is. Sounds fancy, like somethin’ them city folks would blabber about.
First off, I reckon we gotta figure out what a “daisy wild” is. Sounds like a flower, you know, the kind that grows all over the place, pretty little things. My grandma, bless her soul, used to say, “A daisy in the field is worth a hundred in the shop.” She was a wise old woman, that one. So, if this “daisy wild” is a flower, then this “model” thing must be somethin’ related to it. Maybe it’s a picture of a daisy? Or maybe it’s a fancy way of sayin’ a purty girl who looks like a daisy? I ain’t too sure, but we’ll figure it out, y’hear?
Now, I did some snoopin’ around – you know, asked my grandson to poke around on that there computin’ machine – and it seems this “daisy wild” is some kinda perfume. A smell-good, they call it. Made by some fella named Marc Jacobs. Never heard of him, but I reckon he’s one of them highfalutin city types. Anyways, they say this here perfume smells like a whole bunch of wildflowers all mixed together. That sounds kinda nice, I guess. Reminds me of spring time, when all the flowers are bloomin’ and the air smells sweet. I always liked that smell. Better than that stink from the factory down the road, that’s for sure.
And get this, they got these young gals, models they call ‘em, posin’ with this here perfume. One of ‘em is the daughter of that actress, the one with the pretty face. Can’t recall her name right now, but she’s always on them picture shows. Anyways, these gals are all dolled up, smilin’ and lookin’ all fancy-like. They say it’s to make folks wanna buy the perfume. Well, I reckon it works on some folks, but I ain’t buyin’ no perfume just ‘cause some pretty gal tells me to. Waste of good money, if you ask me. I’d rather buy a good sturdy pair of boots. They last longer.
- What’s this “daisy wild” thing? Well, it’s a perfume, smells like flowers.
- Who makes it? Some fella named Marc Jacobs.
- Who’s in the ads? Some pretty young gals, models they call ‘em. One is that actress’s daughter.
- Should you buy it? Well, that’s up to you, but I wouldn’t waste my money.
Now, they’re callin’ this here perfume a “new version.” Seems like they been makin’ this “daisy” stuff for a long time, like seventeen years or somethin’. That’s a mighty long time to be makin’ the same smell-good, if you ask me. But I reckon them city folks like to change things up every now and then. Keep things “fresh,” they say. I don’t know about fresh, but it probably costs more. That’s how they do things, y’know.
They also say it’s “refillable.” Now that’s somethin’ I can get behind. Hate wastin’ things, I do. My grandpa used to say, “Waste not, want not.” He was right, that old man. So, if you can just fill up the bottle again when it’s empty, that’s a good thing. Saves money and keeps another bottle outta the trash. Though, I still think them old glass bottles are better, they last longer.
This here “daisy wild” perfume, they say it’s part of the “floral verde” family. Sounds fancy, don’t it? But all it means is that it smells like flowers and green stuff. You know, like leaves and grass. Nothin’ too complicated, really. Just a bunch of smells all mixed together. I reckon it’s like makin’ a stew. You gotta have the right ingredients, and you gotta mix ‘em up just right. Otherwise, it ain’t gonna taste good, or in this case, smell good.
So, there you have it. That’s what I know about this “daisy wild model” thing. It’s a perfume, smells like flowers, got some pretty gals in the ads, and it’s refillable. Now, whether you wanna go out and buy it, well, that’s your business. Me? I’ll stick to my lilac soap. Smells just as good, and it’s a whole lot cheaper. Besides, nothin’ smells better than fresh air and sunshine, that’s what I always say. And you can’t bottle that up and sell it, no matter how hard you try.
Anyways, I gotta go now. Got chores to do. Gotta feed the chickens and weed the garden. Life ain’t all about smell-goods and pretty gals, y’know. There’s work to be done. But hey, if you like that “daisy wild” stuff, more power to ya. Just don’t go spendin’ your last dollar on it. There are more important things in life than smellin’ like a bouquet of flowers.
