WHAT YOU'VE BEEN SOLD
Clean, now a shouting match.
Clean became a brand war, fought in neon. The shelves are a wall of bottles in aggressive greens and blues, each one shouting a promise in capital letters, each one louder and more antibacterial than the last, as though freshness were a thing you win by volume. And a plain leaf that simply, quietly smells fresh, that makes a room feel clean without announcing anything, has become, in this climate, almost a countercultural act. No neon. No claims. No shouting. Just green.
No claims, no neon, no shouting. Just green. Radical stuff.