I bought a new moisturizer yesterday, and as I applied it, I was instantly taken back to my times as a die-hard X-Phile. No, it’s true, and I swear it makes sense. To me.
The product I bought is this one, by Garnier. I tried to make up my mind between a Nivea product and a Garnier, and when I asked my sister which one I should take, she said “I like both, but the Garnier is so nice and green”, so that was settled. I always rely on my sister and on the colour green. But just in case someone from Garnier is reading, I totally love the products, and I would totally endorse them on my widely-popular blog. See? Garnier rules my world!
I digress.
The reason why it reminds me of the X-Files is the following. Sometime in 1996 or 1997 or so, I was a huge fan. I went pretty far with it, and having used the internet only to go through millions of pictures of Gillian Anderson and not knowing about forums or fics or anything similar, I relied heavily on magazines and books and video tapes. Yes, video tapes. Get that. I had folders with thousands of pictures and articles. I might have had an X-Shrine as well…
One day, me and my best friend went shopping at a big department store about half an hour from where we lived. Our parents were all on vacation, so we felt responsible to stock up on the things we needed for those two weeks. You know, like beer, chips, ice cream. As well as those things, I bought an X-Files book and a new deodorant, I think it was by Impulse. From that moment on - probably because I had the habit to test out deodorants instore (sprays, not roll-ons, come on), the two items were forever one in my subconscious memory. I have not wasted another thought on this weird connection since the deodorant ran out, until…
… I applied the moisturizer, and it smelled like the deodorant, and a million tiny little fireworks went off in my head, screaming *Akte X, omg!* Yes, because Akte X was the German title for the X-Files.
Funny how just when we think we only have one brain cell left, and it’s busy being annoyed with our landlord’s awful taste in music, another one pops up and says “Akte X”.








