Lacey’s Identity in 2022

Lacey explains her literal identity in 2022 that the perfume community is stealing and hacking to replace her, to feel successful. And happy.

I was in my 30’s. For a start.

I’m 43 now.

The perfume community: So?

Me: So….a woman in her 30’s has a very different mindset from a woman in her 40’s. You know that. Right?

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

Me: In my 30’s…I saw…everything differently. I was still an adult, obviously. But I was in a different state of mind.

So…you’re doing me…in my 30’s. And I’m in my 40’s now.

Do you even know what that means?

The perfume community: No.

Me: Yeah.

What was my…overall “thought”? What are you even copying!? Do you know?

The perfume community: No.

Me: Yeah.

Stop copying me.

The perfume community: But your aesthetic is so good!

Me: Okay.

But you think I’m a loser?

And that it’s gross to be with Lem? Or Elliott?

The perfume community: *Befuddled.*

A lesbian with a popular aesthetic in the 1980’s: They don’t understand. It’s just cool to them. They copied me too. And also shunned me.

Lacey (me): And that’s harmless. Except…not really.

And why do you think it’s the exact same thing?

And why do you, in the perfume community, think you should copy me? Isn’t that dangerous?

I do WEIRD loser stuff?

The perfume community: Okay.

*Later.*

Lionel Richie: Do you all even understand that aesthetic?

The perfume community: We do!

God: No. You really, really don’t.

The perfume community: Okay.

Lacey: Why would you be safe copying me?

I’m offensive.

A woke man: *Laughing*

I totally get what you mean.

*Lacey waits.*

*Lacey waits more.*

The perfume community: She thinks she’s so cool.

Lacey: Answer my question!

The perfume community: Okay!

We literally don’t make any sense.

(They’re using the word literally to mock her.)

Lacey: I don’t even talk like that. How do you never seem to realize that!?

The perfume community: She’s fucking dumb!

Lacey: You’re the one who just looked stupid.

Not me.

The perfume community: We don’t talk like that either.

Lacey: *Shrugs.*

Okay!?

Neither do I???

*Shrugs*

The perfume community: Okay.

What are you doing right now? With your speech.

Lacey: That’s part of my aesthetic.

My identity actually.

The perfume community: We assumed you were too dumb to be like Casi. Or too gay to be a Valley Girl.

Lacey: No.

You’re all…quacks. Apparently.

The perfume community: Okay. But then what is that?

Lacey: It’s extremely complicated.

You’re copying my IDENTITY. And I’m exceptionally intelligent.

If you want something simple…look elsewhere.

The perfume community: What is it?

Lacey: I’m VERY attractive. Okay. I don’t photograph well.

And…yet…my father was born in 1894.

So…my natural instincts in speech…don’t fit in. And I’ve noticed that since childhood.

So early on, I copied people halfway. So…yes…I borrow from Valley Girl…but…it’s not my…real aesthetic.

The CIA: We’re sure that’s true. We’ve tested it.

Really. We have!

Lacey: That’s what’s going on…in a nutshell.

The CIA: Yes.

Her normal manner of speaking would closely resemble Bette Davis’s. And also Myrna Loy. Possibly even Queen Elizabeth II.

She isn’t exaggerating. If it’s too intellectually challenging to comprehend what we’re saying…just say so.

The perfume community: Eww.

Bette Davis: That’s insane.

I’m not eww.

The perfume community: True.

Okay.

Why Valley Girl?

Lacey: What else is there!?

The perfume community: Goth?

Lacey: They do Valley Girl anyway. They do!

They’re such wannabes, most of the time.

Valley Girl rejects.

Why bother?

And…that really isn’t even the right aesthetic anyway.

I’m not a goth. You’re getting lost, intellectually.

Just because Bette Davis is dead…doesn’t mean I’m a Goth.

The perfume community: So we’re impersonating Claire McCardell Kay Billings? Who wears what?

Lem: Heaven Scent. Chanel No. 5. …And a few very good but lesser known ones.

The perfume community: She wears Claire McCardell.

Lacey: YES!!!

The perfume community: And Dior?

Lacey: Yes!! And Norell.

I’m sure I’d shop at Penny’s too sometimes.

The perfume community: That’s your actual aesthetic?

Lacey: Yes.

The perfume community: What the hell are you doing?

Lacey: *Thinks.*

I’m being raw.

The perfume community: WHAT!?

Lacey: I’m being RAW.

One of her ex-boyfriends: Yes.

She does…-

It’s not feral. It’s…-

*He laughs.*

It’s…obvious she’s a dead Greatest Generation woman…come to life.

She hates what we wear. HATES it.

So…she’s being…raw-

*He laughs, and Lacey joins him.*

The perfume community: Are you being sanitary?

Lacey: Yes!

Look, it’s what I wore…traveling from Egypt to Scotland. Should there be reincarnation. But with modern technology, so to speak.

The perfume community: Do you smell like blood!?

Lacey: No. But…why not?

Blood is beautiful.

I mean…in certain contexts it’s gross. But…it can smell…wonderful. It’s blood.

The perfume community: Okay.

That’s cool?

Lacey: Yes!

Dirt. Blood. Wild flowers. Cotton!

The perfume community: Sweat?

Lacey: No!

The perfume community: How do you avoid smelling like sweat?

Lacey: You bath in a stream. Wash your clothes in a stream. Use some version of soap.

The perfume community: Why Claire McCardell?

Lacey: *Rolls her eyes*

Don’t do that to me right now!!! *She whines.*

That’s a looong conversation.

The perfume community: We wear expensive perfume…like you wear cheap shit from Victoria’s Secret.

Lacey: What does that have to do with what I just said?

The perfume community: Except-

*She waits.*

Why do you say it like that? *Sounds weirdly pathetic all of the sudden.*

Lacey: Like what!?

The perfume community: Because I’m poor!

Lacey: What!?

The perfume community: You sound-

Like what!?

Lacey: It’s a complicated conversation!

You’re asking me something extremely complicated!

A fashion designer: No. She’s right.

IT IS.

Lacey: *Nods.*

The perfume community: Lacey…what are we telling people? Right now?

Lacey: By copying me?

The perfume community: Yes.

Lacey: Okay.

The last time I saw you…you were projecting to the world that…- *She thinks.*

You’re…aging.

You’re…living in the woods. Eating berries and dead fried birds and fish.

Hiking.

Desperately sad.

That you’re an orphan.

Your beloved husband is DEAD. He died in a Colonialist war in Southern Africa. Fighting for imperialist Great Britain.

You have…a group loyal gay male friends. You often all cry together?

You love…trees.

You love the smell of berries.

Queen Elizabeth II was…an AMAZING woman. You’re grieving her.

You enjoy flying kites. Collecting teacups.

You cook really well. …I mean you cook REALLY WELL.

You have a fascination with Paraiba Blue Apatites. And richly hued Aquamarines.

Sand…scares you. Actually, you love the ocean…but it terrifies you.

The perfume community: No.

We’re projecting that we’re old money.

Lacey: Do you respect me like I’m old money?

The perfume community: No.

Lacey: Then why would you be projecting that by copying me?

The perfume community: Because we just add the right stuff.

Lacey: No. I am old money.

I’m canceling that out. In my aesthetic.

So you can’t use me. It doesn’t work.

I am old money. And if you’re really aware of what old money is…you can tell. But…if you’re not…you apparently can completely miss it!

The perfume community: What if we add the cues?

Lacey: No! I’m canceling it out.

I’m CANCELING IT OUT.

The perfume community: Why haven’t you ever told us this?

Lacey: It’s complicated.

Our conversations have just never gone here.

The perfume community: Does June Cleaver hate you?

Lacey: No!

How awful!

June Cleaver: I agree!

*Both women look pained.*

The perfume community: *Looks very awkward.*

June…do you understand what she’s talking about? With the whole raw aesthetic?

June Cleaver: Well…-

Her husband is dead.

And you’re all…-

Maybe I’d do the same thing.

*Lacey really thinks.*

The perfume community: Why can’t we talk about Claire McCardell?

Lacey: It’s-

June Cleaver: It’s high fashion!

Lacey: True!

The perfume community: Well I’m sorry to have disturbed you and your gal pals!

June and Lacey: *Look completely confused and sort of disturbed.*

June: What are you talking about!?

The perfume community: You seem like Lacey. How have we never seen that?

NO WAY!

June Cleaver: Well…her father was born in 1894. My father was born in 1893.

*She laughs with Lacey.*

I guess I win!

Lacey: *Smiles*

The perfume community: Lacey…you’re real.

Lacey: Yes!

The perfume community: What happened to her brain?

Lem: She was too abandoned.

It’s a bit like having a Black father. And a white mother.

She’s dark. Even if mom is not.

So…she fits in with other Black folk. white mom ran off.

Dad is dark.

She looks Black.

Not as dark as some, but clearly Black.

Make sense?

The perfume community: Can you tell she’s white? In this analogy.

Lem: Kind of?

It’s…there? But it’s also not remarkable.

The perfume community: So…we’re weird looking.

Elliott Roosevelt: *Laughing hard, nods affirmatively.*

Her kids fit in.

But…Margy ran off.

She just was never socialized into your…ways.

The perfume community: So…why doesn’t she seem weird?

Elliott: Because it’s her. She is her.

You…make absolutely no sense.

The perfume community: Does June Cleaver find her aesthetic impressive?

June: No.

She’s just one of us.

I mean that…kindly. You- You’re nuts. …I’m sorry.

The perfume community: But she’s Tom Banks’s daughter.

June Cleaver: Yes!

Of course that’s impressive!

But…Ward does well. We’re well-off.

I’m a stable person. We’re a good family!

Lacey: She’s the real character. Living in the afterlife. For her fans.

God’s fascinating!

June Cleaver: Yes! I exist.

Creepy, I know.

Anyway!

The perfume community: So…-

Cool, actually.

Umm…-

I-

Why aren’t you impressed more?

June Cleaver: Well, I am. But…we don’t do that.

If I make too big of a deal about their wealth…I look…pathetic. And I’m not.

Lacey: Yes.

Casi (?): I thought that’s what we were going for?

June: No!

No. It’s not what you were doing…

No!

I’m sorry.

Casi (?): What’s the difference!?

June: I don’t compete.

No. That’s not true.

Well-

Lacey: Why are we falling apart? *She says to June.*

June: Because! You all are being mean.

I’m not mean!

Lacey: That’s true.

Casi (?): June! You are never mean?

June: No.

I’m not.

Lacey: Why would anyone want to be so mean?

June: I agree.

God: She is less mean.

Why do you ladies keep rejecting Lacey? Do you want to share why?

A female hater in the perfume community: Because she feels so…strange.

God: Why do you take it that way? That’s actually a choice.

A female hater in the perfume community: Because if I don’t call it strange…I feel inferior.

God: Yeah. Or scared.

A female hater in the perfume community: Yeah.

Claire McCardell: Lacey’s right.

My aesthetic is…very complex.

My art…is…good art.

Lacey: It is!

The perfume community: Does June feel inferior?

June: *Smiles*

Oh, I feel a little intimidated.

But…we’re humble. Ward and me.

So…they hate when I feel intimidated.

*She smiles.*

We’re real Americans.

Really!

We’re what really was America.

I have good manners.

I have very good manners.

And I cook well.

We can have real fun together.

*She smiles.*

Carl Reiner: We lied.

We all lied!

We lied about what they really were. And are.

They’re not dumb.

We trained you to think those people were all fools. They weren’t.

June: Ward and I make coffee and we play cards. Listen to music.

Sometimes Ward and Lem golf. Lacey and I like to cross-stitch together. Drink tea.

The kids get along.

I get made fun of. But really…people like us did exist.

They really did!!!

And do.

A reader: That character was played by Barbara…BILLINGSLEY.

That’s NOT a coincidence.

Lem: No. It’s not.

A British man: Is the name Ward a coincidence?

Sir Winston Churchill: Well!

What do you think?

A British man: No.

I doubt it.

God: So does Lacey, at this point.

Jack was born in June? No. But almost.

Satan: Emeralds. Zodiac.

Pearls.

June wore pearls.

It’s just…science. If there’s reincarnation…I didn’t create it.

Just being honest.

A reader: But Bobby Senior died in June.

Lem: I was deeply defiled.

Ward and I just play golf. And we have more fun than Jack and I ever did.

Because Ward…is capable of real friendship. He doesn’t cheat on his wife. He’s stable. He’s funny. And I can count on him.

A Millennial man: He really doesn’t cheat?

Lem: You’ve been severely brainwashed.

No!

Of course not.

Men back then weren’t cheaters. That’s not real.

Some men did. Who were dysfunctional.

Ward…being normal did not. Does not.

A Millennial man: So what do you do…when the conversation of women comes up?

Ward: Honestly?

We talk about Lacey and June.

Not in a homosexual way. We just…talk.

It’s not inappropriate.

Elliott: You guys are gullible. I’m sorry.

And I’m talking to Millennials.

Or no? You think you’ve been that brainwashed?

A Millennial man: How do those conversations go?

Help me. Please!

Ward: Okay!

Worst lines said, during golf: “MAN! Was June ever on the rag last night!? …I had to fight my way out of the dog house.”

And Lem’s said, “Elliott drove around my house last night.” Lem took a puff of his pipe, blew it out. “Do I tell her or not?”

There you go.

Best lines, “June is…the love of my life. …I just don’t know-“. And I had to break off because I didn’t want to cry.

By the way, both June and Lacey are chomping at the bit to defend each other.

“Lacey…-“

We do tell each other things that are appropriate for grown male friends to tell each other. He brags. I have too.

“June…really made me feel like a million bucks on my last birthday.” I said.”

A male Millenial: We do and don’t talk that way.

Ward: *Nods.*

A male Millenial: So…what is Lem implying?

Ward: *Laughs.*

I think you know. You’re a man. Right?

The perfume community: Why isn’t Lem allowed to say that?

Ward: HE IS!

It’s just-

Who else is he going to tell? And he didn’t say too much. He was just…in awe. Of his wife. And how lucky he was.

*Ward smiles thoughtfully.*

A British woman: Have we ruined that?

An American Pastor: YES!

The perfume community: Why did Elliott drive around their house?

Elliott: I’m her ex. And I was lonely.

Very lonely. And depressed.

The perfume community: How many times has JFK driven around your house?

Lem: *Laughs.*

In this scenario? Not at all.

Her father would be threatening Jack’s life if he did. Elliott still can!

Elliott is my problem.

And…well…after talking to Ward? I’m not too worried.

He thinks if Lacey didn’t notice…I’m being scared for no reason. If I’m even scared.

And he’s right.

He’s a good friend.

Bobby (?): Why did you kill my father?

Lem: I didn’t.

But you think I’m accountable?

Bobby (?): YES!

Lem: I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tell any of you. If I ever knew anything.

If I helped plan your uncle’s assassination…that was not connected to your father. That was a different group of people. One or two were the same, but it was mostly a different group of people.

The Illuminati: Can you all handle this?

*They laugh*

Bobby (?): NO!!!

The Illuminati: *Nods*

I think this is Lacey’s way…of putting us in our place.

Elliott: It’s taken you this long…to figure that out!?!

A Millennial man: Is that too personal?

That June is having her monthly? And Lacey…put out?

Elliott: You want to know the truth!!

Lem: I was overwhelmed.

I have an incredible relationship with my wife, Lacey. And I needed to process it. Ward is my buddy. I knew he’d understand.

He was worried what would happen to him, psychologically, if June died. I was experiencing the same thing.

Ward: Men used to use phrases like that.

Lacey’s not a tramp. Okay?

And I just felt…mad as the Dickens. June really ticked me off!

The thing is…well…to be honest…sometimes women can be…more irritable during that time. And…June…- Well, I got on her bad side. And it hurt! She hurt my feelings.

But…we worked it out.

A woman in England: Why is Elliott driving around their house???

Elliott: I just missed her.

We were in love.

I just missed her.

Force Feeding

Lacey: Will he die?

God: Within 10 years.

He just has to survive the next ten years.

Lacey: So kids being sexually abused who are trying to escape by starving themselves? Have how long?

God: They’ll grow older. That helps. Some. But…around…five to ten years.

It’s successful, but not really long-term.

They’re lying.

It’s suddenly a super effective procedure. Because if kids can die…they’re FUCKED.

That’s how pathetic they are.

Satan: I’m out.

You people are LOSERS.

God: And that’s why…if there is an AntiChrist…he tortures you. And there’s nothing I can do. If there’s a rapture.

That’s the theological idea.

Because…Christians are gone.

A male reader: So…ten years?

God: Yeah?

It’s not normal.

It’s not a stable long-term solution. 30 years? At most?

Satan: Why don’t you get it?

You’re LOSERS.

You’re LOSERS.

Answer me this. Do you have free will with Lacey?

A male reader from the perfume community: Not entirely?

Satan: WHY?

A male reader from the perfume community: Why didn’t she trust Casi?

Lacey: I don’t think she was trustworthy.

Satan: And that’s where you lose your free will.

Because what did you just do?

You instantly threw that out.

Don’t completely dismiss what she’s saying.

A male reader in the perfume community: Okay.

Why didn’t you trust her?

Satan: Lacey’s not at all attracted to women.

She’s already answered the question.

A male reader in the perfume community: I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!!!

God: No, you’re refusing to.

A male reader in the perfume community: Fine.

Casi’s a complete loser.

Lem: Yes. Colloquially speaking, yes.

Lacey: Why are you so weird about that!?

Satan: Do you feel more free will now?

The man: Yes.

But why must I-Why must I accept what she’s saying as true?

Satan: No. It’s not about that.

You’re not using critical thinking.

You’re just blindly rejecting everything she says.

So if what she’s saying…is actually true…you’re making yourself vulnerable to the consequences.

A female hater: Wait! So she’s not JFK?

Another female reader: FUCK! Are you DUMB?

A female reader: I can’t handle it.

She’s prettier than me.

Satan: SO WHAT!??

The Illuminati (?): We did that to her.

Satan: Yeah. You did.

You’re such idiots!

The Illuminati (?): That doesn’t bother you as much as you currently think.

We put a curse on people to not be able to handle it.

It’s the oil, I guess.

But it’s not working out.

A female hater: What did I think before?

Nefertiti: You were an adult.

You cognitively understood that she was merely just prettier than you. “Oh well! That’s life.”

And then you’d have found something superior to her. Something.

The female hater: *Smiles*

Yeah.

I’m a better driver?

Nefertiti: EXACTLY.

The female hater: *Goes into shock.*

I miss that. That’s how I cope.

LET ME THINK!!! *She screams at the Illuminati, should it exist.*

The man: Hold on.

Guys…let’s grow-up. There’s probably a real Illuminati.

Now…how did I lose my free will?

God: You abdicated it.

The man: WHAT!?

God: You didn’t want to think.

You genuinely all decided to let the Illuminati, if it exists, do your thinking for you. Years ago.

At first, it made you feel good. Superior even. But now, you feel scared? Or no?

The man: How did I decide this?

God: You got angry.

At Lacey.

And…when they asked your spirits if you consented, as adults, you agreed.

So they’ve been controlling your brains. Like you have no will. For a few years.

At times.

It’s minimal.

Almost unnoticeable. But…you’re willingly going along with this.

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: So…I can get out of this!?

God: Yes!

You’ve been willingly going along with this.

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Why…-

Okay.

I can see why I did.

But why did they?

God: Why did you?

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: She belongs in Gettysburg. Helping them.

God: Okay.

Why did you do it?

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: *Looks embarrassed.*

*Laughs.*

I’m poor. Okay?

Lacey: I was never attacking you!

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Yeah.

My family doesn’t have homemade macaroni and cheese, Lacey Banks.

Lacey: Then come have dinner at my house!!!

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: My dad says…that your dad…judges us.

Lacey: *Looks deeply upset.*

I don’t!

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Well…-

Well…my dad says so.

*She shrugs.*

Lacey: That’s not true!

We’re not judging you!!!

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: See…you’re not.

But…-

*She thinks.*

You are.

Lacey: *Thinks.*

I need a second to process this. I’m sorry.

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: *Nods in understanding.*

*Later.*

Lacey: Well…can you build an army?

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: No.

*He shrugs.*

Lacey: Okay.

I can.

My people did and do.

…I can be your friend…as long as you don’t let someone else come for me…while we’re hanging-out.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Seriously!? *He says to someone else.*

You’re for real?

Lacey: YES!

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Okay…

*He thinks.*

But that’s not what we’re talking about?

Lacey: Actually…I think it is.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: *Looks shocked.*

I don’t understand.

Lacey: So…your television is old.

Right?

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Yeah…

Lacey: WHY!?

Oh! I know why.

Because…Lord Marlborough…bought your turnips.

He did.

And I know why he bought them-

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Well…yeah.

Because he gave us a better price…

Lacey: Yes. Okay.

Because he’s attacking me.

So…if I hang-out with you…I’m going to be weird about your old television. Not because I’m judging you…but because you’re working for my enemy.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Okay.

But…our new oven…is because of him too.

Lacey: I’m willing to overlook that.

What bothers me…is that you’re-

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: No. See…that’s my choice.

Lacey: But you’re making a mistake.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: Maybe I am.

Maybe I am.

Lacey: Well…it bothers me.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: Umm…-

I think I’m judging you.

Lacey: Huh.

For what?

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: You’re too nice.

Lacey: That’s just my personality. There’s nothing I can do about it.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: I can’t stand how you walk around my house…figuring everything out. It’s…totally overwhelming.

Lacey: *Thinks.*

I do do that.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: Can you stop yourself?

Lacey: No.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: Why does your brain do that!?

Lacey: *She thinks.*

That’s all there is to think about.

A man on behalf of the Tarot Card reader: *Thinks.*

Lacey: Yeah.

And it’s done for safety reasons.

Queen Elizabeth II: I did it too.

It’s instinctual.

Lacey: I could do a quick sweep.

But there’s nothing else to think about…

You don’t even like me.

So my brain is BORED.

The Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: You’re right.

Lacey: Yeah!

I’m not “judging you”.

I’m keeping myself safe.

The Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: Were you protecting immigrants?

Tom Banks: DUH!

Yes.

She’s not evil.

Just because she’s able to see through you, doesn’t mean she’s evil.

GOOD GRIEF!

A Tarot Card reader in the perfume community: What do you want from us?

Lacey: NOTHING!!

You all were HARASSING ME.

It was NOT the other way around.

The man who was helping the reader: I kind of think she was right, here. I’m sorry.

The Tarot Card reader: I can’t handle this.

The man: *Rolls his eyes.*

The Tarot Card reader: I CAN TELL YOU THINK I’M DUMB.

Lacey: You are.

You are!

You’re BUTT UGLY compared to some other women who you’re currently bullying. And they don’t know that. They think they’re the ugly ones. Because you’re a lying bitch!

You’re incredibly dumb!

Another perfume collector: Why is that dumb?

Lacey: You don’t understand why that’s strategically very stupid?

Another perfume collector: No.

Lacey: Because…you’re actually weakening your base.

Your…ability to defend yourself.

Because you have no real honor.

You’re completely full of shit.

So…if anything comes for you…and it’s so likely it will…you’re FUCKED.

Jeff Bezos: Lacey…we don’t teach them this anymore. Because current billionaires don’t like it.

Lacey: Oh.

When did that start?

Jeff Bezos: *Thinks, and freaks out.*

*Takes a deep breath.*

In the late 1990’s.

Lacey: Huh.

*She thinks.*

I hadn’t noticed.

I’m too old.

Jeff Bezos: *Laughs.*

Yeah.

It’s…not something we want to accept.

Lacey: You know…it really is true though!

Jeff Bezos: Is it?

We have so much control over nature nowadays.

What is this inevitable threat?

Lacey: Well…what about the current fire situation in Europe?

Jeff Bezos: *Thinks.*

Dammit.

Lacey: Mother Nature is…beastly.

*She thinks.*

I don’t think you can ever fully control Mother Nature.

Not fully.

Jeff Bezos: Well, anyway, I think we convinced people they were safe being bullies. Because somehow…we had more control now…?

Lacey: Thank you for telling me.

Jeff Bezos: *Nods.*

*Later.*

A reader from New Jersey: Do you think those are concentration camps?

Lacey: *Thinks.*

Yes and no.

No, in the sense that they often are criminals. And theoretically, I think they could just leave the country?

Yes, in the sense that they may be being tortured. And some of them are kids. And some of them are innocent.

Yet another reader: WHY THE HELL…did you all start attacking her?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

We felt…hurt.

Yet another reader: Ahhh…what?

Why did you sell your turnips to Lord Marlborough?

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

We sided with him.

To be honest.

Yet another reader: YEAH!

You’re such liars.

The perfume community: Shit.

Yet another reader: So…now what?

Because you chose to hate her?

You chose a side!

*He shrugs*

The perfume community: Is she even at war with him?

Lord Marlborough: No. I was a safe name to use in the metaphor.

Lord Loughborough: It’s a fine metaphor.

Go with it.

Yet another reader: So…you made your choice.

The perfume community: She hates us.

God: No.

You hate her.

The perfume community: Do I just want drama?

Lord Marlborough: YES!

I was extremely impressive.

You sided with us…because I’m Duke of Marlborough.

Prince Harry: Why did you think they were someone else?

Lacey: There either is no reincarnation, or…I’m confused.

Blenheim Palace – fits the budget, but the commute is problematic… (photo was taken by the author in 2012)

Duke of Marlborough: That’s my home.

Lacey: I’m sorry I was confused.

Sir Winston Churchill: No!

Nothing to worry about.

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

So we’d choose them?

Over the Rosslyn family?

Lord Loughborough: Aye.

You like us…enough. But…you’d be more impressed by them.

Was Casi more impressive to you? Ultimately. Be honest.

The perfume community: Yes.

Lord Loughborough: Why?

The perfume community: Because she’s happy.

Lacey shouldn’t have trusted that we gave one shit about her, really.

See…she felt superior. But, she had a heartbreaking marriage. And we feel better than her.

I mean…she’s Tom Banks’s daughter. And that’s cool. But…they’re all dead. And I don’t give a shit.

I want a loving relationship NOW. In the flesh.

Sir Winston Churchill: Okay.

But…that’s not social class. Nor brains. Nor beauty.

The perfume community: I know.

We’re heartless.

We made it about that…because we didn’t want to be honest.

Sir Winston Churchill: Why?

The perfume community: Because we can’t tell her…”Oh! You’re not cool because we’re too adult to care about…money.”

Sir Winston Churchill: Why?

That’s perfectly reasonable.

The perfume community: Because then we look dumb.

Why care about healthy relationships…when you’re that totally heartless?

Sir Winston Churchill: Well…why do you care? When you’re that heartless.

The perfume community:

Eminem: No. This is what happened!

The perfume community: Because…

Listen to “Army Dreamers” by Kate Bush.

The perfume community: Because…we want success.

But not…loneliness.

And…we don’t care.

We don’t care.

I guess.

We want…all the stuff…it’s true.

But more than that…we want…happy relationships. Not with you. You’re not good enough for us, Lacey.

We want people to be happy. Or they’re not good enough for us.

We don’t feel that people who have burdens…should be near us. Even if they are fine and innocent. Because…we’re-

God: You’re idiots.

The perfume community: Okay.

Well…we don’t understand how people get happiness.

So…being around someone who has sadness…makes us worried we’ll get it too. Like a disease.

And we’re not quite that dumb. But…-

Casi Hart looks HAPPY.

Lacey: And you don’t care how dumb she looks.

The perfume community: No.

It’s fine.

Lacey: Okay.

Listen to “Cigarettes out the Window” by TV Girl.

Lacey: What if she’s faking it?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

1:09

1:22

The perfume community: She’s not faking it.

Lacey: How do you know that?

The perfume community: SHE CANNOT BE FAKING IT.

Lacey: Okay? But what if she is?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

She can’t be!

Lacey: Okay.

But what if she?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

A dead Black Slave: Now…how do you account for my life?

The perfume community: We don’t.

We don’t think of you at all. Almost.

Listen to “Bad Things” by Cults.

Lacey: What if she’s faking it?

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

She CANNOT BE FAKING IT.

Lacey: But what if she is!?

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

She can’t be!

Lacey: What? Huh?

No, but what if she is?

The perfume community: No.

No…

Fine!

I DON’T KNOW!

I can’t tell.

Lacey: Okay.

But what if she’s faking it?

The perfume community: *Thinks.*

*Laughs*

I don’t know…

Lacey: Well, think about it!

It’s for your own good.

Listen to “Things to Do” by Alex G..

The perfume community: Why are you suddenly force feeding us?

A dead Mexican: BECAUSE I WANT IT!!!

DEAL WITH IT!

2:11

2:22

The song ends. Listen to it again.

The perfume community: I can’t deal with it!!

0:47

Lacey: You don’t have a choice.

What if?

The perfume community: NO!!!

NO!!!

*It screams, rocking back and forth.*

2:01

A dead Mexican: *Laughs at them.*

Listen to “Angeles” by Elliott Smith.

Lacey: What if?

The perfume community: Then I’m…fucked.

Lacey: Why?

The perfume community: Because I was counting on her being happy.

Lacey: For what?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

2:15

The perfume community: *Thinks*

This song is creepy.

Listen to “Beautiful Day” by U2.

Lacey: Why does she need to be happy?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

Because I was counting on it. My whole life perspective- My worldview makes no sense…if she’s not actually happy.

Do you understand?

Lacey: So…you’re dumb?

Why do you need her?

Like…a cooking recipe?

The perfume community: *Thinks*

*Later.*

The perfume community: FINE!!

*It screams.*

FINE!!!

You’re RIGHT.

Fine.

…It’s stupid.

It’s stupid.

It’s just…haven’t you ever looked at people on Instagram and wondered if you could be that person?

Lacey: I don’t know.

Go on?

The perfume community: Well…we do that.

Lacey: Okay.

Go on?

The perfume community: We wanted to find someone to…admire. Or look to for…guidance. Inspiration. Leadership.

Casi Hart…even if she photoshops her photos…looks good. Happy. Successful.

Your haters always seemed happier than you.

And…that’s all I care about? Well…no. It’s not. But…she does seem happy. Okay? To me. To me she seems happy.

And…I guess…that’s more important than your humanity?

Maybe she’s a poor dumb bitch? Whatever? Because…she’s happy. And she looks good.

I want results.

Okay?

So…I buy dupes. For $50. And…to me…they’re better. Because they’re $50. You cost…$500. And…you’re gone on my skin in 5 hours.

Casi…is $50! And she lasts ALL DAY LONG.

Make sense?

Lacey: But what if she’s made of battery acid?

The perfume community: Okay.

Well…

You know…I almost don’t even care anymore.

Lacey: Okay.

Because if it smells good? And lasts?

The perfume community: Yes.

You’re…probably brilliant. Fine. Cool.

But…she copies you, I think. A lot of people do, now.

And sure, we can’t keep copying you. So…we’re fucked. Long-term.

But right now? *They shrug.*

And all I care about is right now. I tell myself I care about the future. But…I barely do.

Lacey: I actually have already aesthetically moved on.

You guys are like 2022. Earliest.

The perfume community: No.

Lacey: Yup.

It’s MY aesthetic.

I would know.

And I’m sorry. You’re FUCKED.

You’re stuck in what I was doing like…four years ago.

Do you understand how outdated you are?

The perfume community: No.

Why can’t we just your aesthetic from 2022?

Lacey: I’ve changed a lot in four years. I’m still the same person. But that’s ME. You’re copying ME.

In 2022…a lot was different for me.

A lot was different for ALL OF US.