If your Goop is as full of shit as Gwyneth Paltrow, please seek medical attention immediately. And I’m not talking about Gwyneth’s fake ass medical attention either, seek qualified practitioner with an actual medical degree who can prescribe antibiotics. Gwyneth’s milking this vagina candle for all its worth and talked about it, again, this time on Late Night with Seth Meyers. Gwyn’s been telling the same origin story about the This Smells Like My Vagina candle which is made by a company called Heretic Parfum. In it, our spirited heroine makes a joke about a Heretic product she’s sniffing smelling like her vagina, and in that instant, a legend was born. (*wet fart noise*)
This time, Gwyneth cranked the bullshit meter up to 11 by stating that her idea to laser print the word “vagina” and slap it on a bunch of overpriced candles was “punk rock.” Ma’am. L7’s Donita Sparks pulling her tampon out and throwing it into the crowd is punk rock. Being a self-professed vagina expert yet being unable to say the word vagina without giggling is Goop. Stay in your lane, Gwyneth. via PageSix
Paltrow said she was with Douglas Little, her personal perfumer and collaborator on Goop fragrances, when she smelled “this beautiful thing” and joked that it smelled like her nether regions.
“I was kidding, obviously,” she told Meyers. After having a laugh, the name stuck.
“I think women, a lot of us have grown up feeling certain degrees of shame around our body or whatever,” the star added, calling the choice of name “a little punk rock.”
“So this is just a little bit of, you know, a subversive candle for all of us out there.”
Here’s the interview. I’ll also point out that Gwyneth childishly seems to think adults taking mushrooms in a controlled environment (something that’s featured on her Netflix show. And I don’t think she even did it herself, last year she claimed to have never taken psychedelics) is somehow daring and cheeky. It’s only daring if you actually have to call your dealer to see if they have a hookup. On the telephone! Doing mushrooms isn’t scary, but talking on the telephone is punk as hell.