Whenever I catch wind of the strong stench of patchouli, it makes me instantly angry. I assumed it was because of all the high school/college kids I knew who thought an “essential” oil’s smell of reconstituted garbage, cat piss, and vomit was better than their own body odor. This article makes me think the aversion was planted in me much earlier than I thought.
Stinkor’s odiferousness was accomplished by Mattel actually mixing patchouli oil into the mold.
The result was that no amount of washing Stinkor or playing with him could make the smell go away, prompting untold numbers of moms to “accidentally” throw Stinkor in the trash or bury him in the back garden. Stinkor exuded stench from his every pore.
Fuck Stinkor. Fuck patchouli oil.