Frankly, Rihanna’s ad for Reb’l Fleur doesn’t really make me want to buy the fragrance. However, it does make me want to run around in a red wig, like some sort of bombshell Jessica Rabbit. And it makes me wonder how the perfume smells that Rihanna just has to bury her nose right in that flower. You know what this reminds me of? London, circa 1542. They sold oranges on the streets because the stench from the heat and, I don’t know, the plague, was so unbearable that the only way to make the act of living and walking about bearable was to ram your nose into an orange. So, that is what I think of when I see this ad. What do you think of?