What fragrances or odors do you associate with places you've traveled or lived earlier in life?
I bought Ariel detergent(which is one of the 3 common detergents in Morocco) and started using it. I think of Morocco each time I use it. Also incense and spices that are common in the bazaars and smoke from food cooking for the street foods. When I smell fresh-cut alfalfa it brings my memories back to the farm, even after more than 40 years.
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English Leather brings back bad memories of an old boyfriend.
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when i was young 3 or 4 my father would make himself bacon and eggs early saturday mornings,47 yrs. later when i smell bacon being cooked i return to those days.my dad passed on when i was 19 and for whatever reason that is my clearest memory of him.my next door neighbor loves to make bacon sandwiches.lol i smell that almost daily!
Cherry Blossoms brings back memories for me.
Quenepas http://vimeo.com/300286 remind me of early childhood in Puerto Rico. It’s a hard fragrance to describe. Perhaps a mixture of grapes, tangerines & cream. Besides being tasty, they were fun to eat. And my grandmother did nothing but worry that we’d choke on the large pit b/c we always laughed while we ate them.
The parfum, “Tabu” & the pomegranate fruit make me think of Turkey. That’s the spicy scent my mother wore when we lived there & that’s the 1st place I ever ate that fruit.
Aside note: Alfalfa makes me think of raising rabbits. Going to the feed store to purchase that treat food for them. It was sold in bales but I was allowed to pull out a few handfuls for free b/c I only needed a little for 3 rabbits. A bale would have lasted me years.
The smell of wood paneling, especially knotty pine, takes me to my childhood home. The entire living room, kitchen and dining room were paneled in knotty pine and in the bedrooms my dad put in pine bookshelves. My mom’s house always smelled so clean and fresh; everybody who ever visited there would comment on it. The smell of a pipe smoking reminds me instantly of my biological father, who I never lived with but visited during the summer. He died when I was 12 and that smell is ingrained in me.
My dad, mom, brother and I went to the Virgin Islands and Puerto Rico back in the mid 1960′s. We went shopping and my dad bought some after-shave lotion that had a wonderful lemon/lime clean fresh scent to it. I still remember it today.
wallflowers remind me of primary school! For some unknown reason the smell of these beauties stir up a sense of unsettlement/unhappiness (i hated prrimary school, and was very afraid of not being collected at 2pm). Maybe the teacher wore a perfume similar to this, i dont know, but that smell takes me back over 50 years. oh crikey!
cotton candy at the fair
popcorn and hot dogs at the baseball games
Remember Patchouli oil? Some people hated the smell, some really liked it. It was supposed to disguise the smell of Marijuana. I used it, mostly in Jr. High School. That was in late ’60s. If I ever happen to go to the Body Shop in Berkeley, which is where I used to shop for that sort of thing, (my favorite is Musk oil) I smell it, love it. It brings back those days of Pea Coats and clogs, bell bottoms and peasant blouses. Wish I could do it all over again, knowing what I know now.
Passing a Bakery I am reminded of Mom’s bread baking.
When I was very young there was a perfume in Woolworth’s in a blue bottle with a gold lid…close my eyes and i smell it!
Oh yes! English Leather, what’s the other??? Aramis for past boyfriends.
Old Spice, step dad and his Uncle.
Mold and leaves burning – the South (Arkansas, Mississippi, Alabama etc)
Chanel # 5 (wore in High School)
Avon’s Topaz (Mom wore)
Aqua Net hairspray (sister in high school)
There was one from an apartment building in Dalles, Texas. I used to follow someone out in the mornings going to work and I think it’s from estee lauder, haven’t found the exact fragrance yet, but I love it.
Freshly turned soil, freshly cut grass, freshly cut alfalfa, even cow manure. the smells of farm country. my favorite place of all.
mmmmm…. nice Q. My grandmother had to go for blood work every month on a Saturday morning. Then she would come home and fry herself a piece of liver for lunch, to replace the iron she felt she had lost in the blood test. I love the smell of liver fying, but cant stand to eat it at all.
Also, she had a spice cupboard that was…. undescribable. Every once in a while I catch a whiff of something that reminds me of that. So nice.
There is probably much more but that is what I can think of now. :)
Whenever I smell pine, I think of wonderful summers spent in a cottage on a lake in the Maine woods.
Orange blossoms remind me of Florida. The groves smell heavenly!
Old Spice…memories of my dad.
Jungle Gardenia perfume…my third grade teacher wore this everyday and I loved the smell. She will be forever young in my memories when I smell this perfume.
Baby Magic Lotion…my babies after a bath, great memories.
Quorum cologne…James, he wore this cologne and I miss snuggling in his neck and smelling this fragrance.
The smell of German and Japanese foods brings back all the wonderful celebrations James and I had, over the years. We usually dined where these foods were served…some of our favorites.
Fritos…reminds me of my baby sitter, Momma Edith. She always gave me a small bag of Fritos for a snack. I loved momma Edith!
Geesh, I could keep going. I will save you from this and say this is a great question!
An egg fart puts me in mind of Philadelphia.
When I was growing up in Philadelphia in the 40′s,we were allowed to sweep the fallen leaves and burn them. I loved that smell and wish or hope that somewhere,it’s still legal. Honeysuckle ,lillies of the valley,and lilacs still remain in my aroma memory. I base a lot of my memories on smells. I’d hate to lose that sense.
Ariel detergent is available here where I now live, I should try some sounds nice.
I associate old wood rotting with Hilo, HI where I used to live and the smell of wet musty earth with NM right after a rain strom.Both rather nice smells in their own ways.
Bread baking always reminds me of my grandmother’s house….she lived two blocks from a big bakery….and you could smell that bread baking all day long.
Meat grilling always reminds me of the endless number of family cookouts throughout my life. I live in the South…and we spend a lot of time in our yards underneath shade trees in the summer….cooking out and eating outside.
Salt air ….which reminds me of the wonderful summer vacations we used to take when we were little….to the Alabama Gulf Coast which was a totally different place now than it was then. Then you could practically walk from Pensacola to Biloxi…and never see a house or even many people on the beaches.
A relative owned an ancient cottage a bit away from the beach….so free place for us to stay. Mama and the relative used to take us down there many times during the summer….and the memories of those endless lazy days on the beach are a cherished part of our childhoods.
Gardenias and small yard violets…always remind me of my mother and my grandmother….who used to grow and love them…and taught us to do the same. I must’ve spent a million hours as a small child picking violet bouquets for my grandmother from her back yard which was solid with them.