Sample Confusion

I got my March issue of British Vogue in the post yesterday (and was relieved to see it was back to proper models on the cover, this one in the form of Lily Donaldson), flipped through and found a sample of a new foundation from Dior. I rejoiced in the freebie, removed it from the page and left it on the coffee table. My husband walked in a while later, walked over to and picked it up slowly with a bewildered look on his face and asked "What is this??" I kind of rolled my eyes at his lack of recognition of a make-up product. But it wasn't that, he's seen enough of my stuff strewn everywhere for years to know what's what. The thing was, it didn't look like make-up, it appeared there was a condom on the table. And not just any condom, but one by Dior! When I took another look at the square, slick package and the words DIORSKIN NUDE stared back, we had a good laugh. We played around with ideas about designer birth control and I won't get into specifics but Karl Lagerfeld's ponytail did figure into one of our fantasy prototypes (and by 'fantasy' I don't mean ours!).