Because Jennifer Parello is a funny woman. A can of Heineken is apparently like Proust’s madeleine to her: something with a taste or scent that will torment you with the godforsaken memory of some ex for the rest of your life. I believe every girl has one of these. Mine’s a certain brand of Aveda conditioner–thank god it got too expensive for me to keep compulsively buying. What’s yours?
