I'm just going to take a moment to say that I had barely noticed the existence of Werther's Originals until a handful of years ago, when all of a sudden late Millennials and Zoomers were all over them as a nostalgic "grandpa" candy, the kind Gramps kept in the pockets of all his cardigans and jackets, and handed out to his adoring grandchildren.
Before that, they were just a candy on the supermarket shelf that I'd never tried, and had no interest in—stocked on an upper shelf right next to those gross English Allsorts. Somebody must have been buying them; nothing stays on a supermarket shelf unless it's moving at a reliable, steady pace. But nobody I knew had ever tried them. None of the old codgers I've been friends with did, and most of them were cardigan-wearing grandpas and great-grandpas (who carried rolls of wintergreen or peppermint Life Savers, if they carried any candy at all; usually they had cough drops instead).
The only people I have ever seen declare how much they love Werther's Originals have all been really young, or else immature middle-aged adults like Corissa, who have to hop on the caboose of any trend before it rolls of into the sunset, in order to pretend to be relevant.
So I can only conclude that Werther's Originals became a Thing as the result of a paid influencer campaign on social media. It's completely manufactured nostalgia for a niche favorite candy that had steady, but stagnant sales for years, but suddenly every terminally online person under 25 has such fond memories of them?
Yeah, okay. Sure. You can fool the kids, but you can't fool us olds.
All of which, if my hunch is true, makes Corissa's new tattoo even more ridiculous, because here is an overconsuming fatty mooing about the evils of capitalism, while falling hard for a completely manufactured influencer trend, and making a display of loyalty to a corporation by getting their product permanently inked onto her arm. Sweet zombie Jesus, she's dumb.
Oh, and she's a diabetic getting candy tattooed on herself, too, which just takes the stupidity to the next level. Like, really, Coco? LOL.