We have a linen closet that for a time in my childhood was emptied out and made to serve as the “Nintendo room”, containing an NES hooked up to an old Commodore 64 monitor. I still associate that fabric/crafty smell with 8-bit gaming.
I also love the smell of sun soaked dog fur.
I dont really like Smells
I can’t really describe it, but sometimes after sneezing I get this very pleasant smell in my nose for like 2 seconds. It’s what I would imagine the world’s most expensive bedsheets to smell like. It doesn’t happen with every sneeze, but the smell is consistent and has been for many years. Unfortunately it only lasts for like 2 good whiffs.
I always thought that smells when sneezing were caused by a sinus infection.
no clue what causes this smell but it’s 100% not a sinus infection
Petrichor or slightly chlorinated water in a fountain.
In perfume - Neil Morris City Rain
Maybe peeled clementines or tangerines, pine wood, baked pizza or even chlorinated water, as found in indoor pools.
The University of Wisconsin Madison Arboretum has several acres planted with a combination of; magnolias, crab apples, and lilacs.
During April to early May that field smells AMAAAAZING.
My favorite smell is also my favorite word; Petrichor. It’s the smell of the earth when it rains after an extended dry period.
From Wikipedia “from Ancient Greek πέτρα (pétra) ‘rock’; or πέτρος (pétros) ‘stone’ and ἰχώρ (ikhṓr) ‘ichor’, the ethereal fluid that is the blood of the gods in Greek mythology.”
I like that smell, or that smell that comes right before a rain where you can smell its coming or lilacs when they first start to bud and its not too heavy yet
Horny pussy. It’s absolutely intoxicating
Mine is a composite smell of my grandfather’s shed: soil, and sawdust, and wood glue, and petrol, and pipe smoke, and whisky. He was a keen gardener and would often spend the afternoon pottering around the garden, tending to his veggies or flowerbeds or mowing the lawn, then wind up for an hour or so in the shed, sitting on a deck chair and smoking his pipe (or occasionally a cigar) and drinking single malt whisky. Sometimes he’d be reading the paper, sometimes looking through the notebooks he filled with plans and notes about the garden, sometimes just looking out across the garden and being content. I never got into gardening, but I did love to find him at the end of a day at school and just hang out with him in the shed. Often we wouldn’t talk, he’d read the paper and I’d read The Beano. I learned companionable silence from him.
Sometimes I’ll catch one of those smells and it takes me right back to that shed and makes me feel safe and warm and happy.
Napalm in the morning. /s
A well aged cheese. Honorable mention to Creosote bushes (thunderstorm smell)
Smell from rain is very nice. And oranges.
The scent of nothing. I really dislike artificial scents, like perfume, air “purifiers”, and sprays. Natural scents are fine, but I prefer they stay outside the house.
Tom Ford Tuscan Leather
Tom Ford Oud Wood
Parfums de Marly Herod
Le Labo The Noir 29 and Santal 33
Apparently Lemmy has decided for me:
Crisp “smell” after first frost.
Oceanic pine forest on hot days
Onion and garlic when heated in oil making food.
