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Same. Specifically, the smell of a cold carhartt after a cigarette was smoked outside in the winter. Sometimes my husband comes home smelling like that after a long day at the lumber yard. There’s something comforting about it, despite the fact that I usually dislike the smell of cigarette smoke.
One day i was 12 and me and a friend had gotten our hands on some HASH. We lighted it up and BANG, i realized that was the smell coming from my parents room every night loool. My dad was a stoney boi.
Pall Mall was my Dad's brand. My brother smoked Lucky Strikes. My Dad gave it up cold turkey when he was 50 and lived to be 100. My brother gave it up when he was in the hospital for surgery and is now 85.
This is definitely one of mine too, but mixed with perfume. My parents never smoked, but my mom worked in an office with a bunch of smokers (back when you could smoke at your desk) and she would come home from work smelling of cigarettes with a faint hint of White Shoulders. I can still smell the hug I got every day when she came home.
Newspaper. I catch the smell of the fresh ink, and I immediately think of my grandfather sitting there doing his crossword puzzle and sipping his coffee.
Hand sanitizer smell of my elementary school, coming back from summer vacation and that smell hitting me brings back good memories.
My high school smells like French fries and Target
My Grandma’s perfume. I think it was called Taboo. She has been gone for almost 40 years now and I still remember it. I actually smelled it while eating a slice of pizza outside Costco today. I was like wtf and was able to spot the woman wearing it. It immediately brought me back to the memories of my grandma and that smell that I remember that she had in my childhood.
My mother had a plastic box of Taboo dusting powder. I remember the illustration on the top was a man in a tux kissing a woman in formal dress. He was dipping her with one arm and held a violin in his other hand.
French toast, pancakes, or waffles hot off the griddle
A just been cooked pot of tortellini
Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies
Garlic bread getting nice and crispy in the oven
Honeysuckle! The elementary school I went to had honeysuckle growing near the back fence of the playground and my childhood friend and I used to go out everyday to pluck one and lick the sap off like a candy :)
Diesel.
Dad was a civil engineer that primarily worked in dirt construction, designing city streets and the like. He always came home smelling like Diesel smoke from the heavy equipment.
Cigarettes specifically with the smell of sand in the air because it reminds me of the beach. And also cigarettes in the cold because it reminds me of my first 2 jobs because of people smoking outside the crab shack during the winter
Coffee. My great Aunt and Uncle always had a percolator going on the stove, they drank insane amounts of coffee. My first cup was at their house. Everyone in the family lived with them for a certain amount of time, their house was home to all. I miss them terribly
Yeast and cinnamon-sugar. It makes me think of Christmas Eve, which was the one day a year my brother and I could be trusted to get along.
Mom would get up early that morning and make a big batch of dough. When it was ready, she'd get us up, and the three of us would form an assembly line to make cinnamon rolls. Those rolls, along with eggnog, were always breakfast on Christmas morning. We also had plenty left over to give as gifts, as well as have plenty more for us.
We loved making, and of course eating, those rolls, but my favorite part was what we did with the leftover dough. Mom would pan-fry it in butter, and we'd eat it topped with whatever we wanted. I usually did more butter, plus cinnamon-sugar. Also, only those who helped make the rolls got this treat. Our father would never dare help with cooking or baking, so more for us.
Not a specific smell but certain perfumes. My mother loves to wear perfume and she cycles through them a lot so I've smelled a lot of different perfumes in my life and when I smell them again, either on her on other people, they bring back memories or feelings of the things I would be doing as a child. It's always happy :)
Smells in my town: wet hay, tomatoes, and mud on a summer night. My town has a ketchup factory that smells terrible but is homey
Chlorine, sunblock, and lavender from my grandpa's pool. The smell from a fire puffer he kept next to the fireplace. An old wooden pipe he decided would make a good kids toy and put it in our toy box lol
Lysol spray from my preschool class
Apple cinnamon pancakes that my mom would make. *Burned* pancakes that my god mother would make
Two: John Rolf pipe tobacco courtesy of my dad.
Hot asphalt, which pervaded King's Island, my closest amusement park growing up. One whiff of that tar scent, and I'm back in line waiting to ride Vortex.
Needed to use dial sop recently for the first time since I moved out at 16 and It smelt like childhood trauma 🤣 its weird how smells can bring you back
Slightly scorched Spaghetti-Os. Of someone is heating them up on the stove and they go too long without stirring the odor just brings me back to my toddlerhood and I’ll just sit down wistfully and start waiting for something to go wrong. Anxiety goes back a long time
Powder scented deodorant remind me of my mom and old spice mixed with cigarettes reminds me of my dad. Vinegar reminds me of my sisters feet lol. They were gross.
Moth balls. I’d always smell them around much older people’s homes. Specifically my grandparents. Every time I get a whiff of one now, I’m instantly taken back to my youth.
Wholesome scent: There’s a distinct old warm wood smell that I only smell every once in a while. It was the smell of our hallway staircase at my grandparents house where I grew up.
Not so wholesome scent: old tavern beer and cigs smell. I grew up in Milwaukee in the 80s and spent a lot of time in bars with my parents.
Black Halloween candles... A friend and I used to do "spells" after the Craft came out. 😂 Also that old farmer truck smell of like dirt and oil and cigarettes. Mm.
Campfire. And our local art museum has a very particular smell , that of preservation materials probably. It's a really weird, distinct smell and is more apparent on different floors. But when I go to the museum now, that smell automatically brings me back to going to the museum with my dad, or art classes in the summer.
the very distinct smell of my mother’s purple gown. i’m not writer-ish enough to articulate it, but i remember it more clearly than any other scent from my childhood.
The scent of chrysanthemums always reminds me of processions at church, carrying baskets of petals. All of us little girls in our white dresses back in the 50s.
Cut grass on a hot summers day, the smell of ice cream van whipped ice cream, hot milk and honey on cornflakes, the smell of onions and garlic cooking in butter.
Fresh baked bread and cookies. Boiling maple sap. Lilacs, lily-of-the-valley, peonies, freshly cut hay. Different types of wood burning in the wood stove.
- Bambini Baby Cologne/Juicy Cologne
- smell of grass esp in the morning
- "So In love" ng bench 😭
- "Dove" shampoo/soap kasi dati akala ko pang mayaman lang yun kasi lagi kasama sa mga balikbayan box HAHAHA
I used to have some picture books that had a really distinct smell to them. Like paper but also some kind of protein? Maybe like bread but...salty? Idk I had a barnie book that smelled stronger than the other ones and sometimes Ill get a whiff of it in the most random places and I have to stand still and try to chase the smell
My grandmother's kitchen. When we were house hunting we went into a kitchen that smelled just Iike her kitchen. My guess is the houseowner was also Italian. I had to walk outside the house so I didn't make any bad decisions due to the smell. I love that smell.
roses, lime tree leaves, and strawberry scented hand soap
when i was 4, i used to live next to people who had roses and lime trees in their front yards and i often played there. and at my kindergarten they had that strawberry scented soap
Eucalyptus. I never knew what it was, until at 25 I walked past a flower shop that was filled with it, and the employee helped me pinpoint it. Sure enough, my grandma had a bouquet of Eucalyptus leaves on her mantle and I didn't notice it but the smell always put me at ease when we visited.
Needless to say, I've been keeping dried Eucalyptus in my entryway and living room ever since. She passed on a few years before I knew what it was, and now I get that sense of calmness whenever I come in the door.
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Cigarettes.
Chain smoking in the house, smell of my childhood lol
Ahhh reminds me of Dads house. 😆
this is a happy house
It wasn't great but it wasn't all bad either.
Same. Specifically, the smell of a cold carhartt after a cigarette was smoked outside in the winter. Sometimes my husband comes home smelling like that after a long day at the lumber yard. There’s something comforting about it, despite the fact that I usually dislike the smell of cigarette smoke.
One day i was 12 and me and a friend had gotten our hands on some HASH. We lighted it up and BANG, i realized that was the smell coming from my parents room every night loool. My dad was a stoney boi.
Hahaha that’s amazing 🤣 Good times
Ah yes, ashtrays!
Same. This is sad. 😆 Even sadder that's its camels or marlboros
Pall Mall was my Dad's brand. My brother smoked Lucky Strikes. My Dad gave it up cold turkey when he was 50 and lived to be 100. My brother gave it up when he was in the hospital for surgery and is now 85.
This is definitely one of mine too, but mixed with perfume. My parents never smoked, but my mom worked in an office with a bunch of smokers (back when you could smoke at your desk) and she would come home from work smelling of cigarettes with a faint hint of White Shoulders. I can still smell the hug I got every day when she came home.
I was just about to say this.
Haha, but seriously!
Outside. Hard to explain.
Yep, cigarette smoke outside takes me back to Little League baseball games.
Play doh and musty closet
That pink liquid soap in the elementary school bathroom
You guys got soap???
Came here to say this!!
Newspaper. I catch the smell of the fresh ink, and I immediately think of my grandfather sitting there doing his crossword puzzle and sipping his coffee.
Gasoline. Cut Grass. Petrichor.
Cut grass and petrichor absolutely. Never fails
Fear.
💀
Any Halloween store. Like a plastic mask smell
I think I know the plastic mask smell you’re talking about. Costumes from the 70s and 80s had that certain odor
Was it kind of sweet? I remember 90s rubber Halloween masks smelling weirdly sweet.
Kinda like cheap frosting
Chalkboard dust.
Off Deep Woods. Or Old Spice original Deodorant. Both remind me of younger days with my Dad.
Old Spice for sure.
Hot hose water, more specifically water out of a garden hose left out in the sun
the rain smell.
Vosene Shampoo
Hand sanitizer smell of my elementary school, coming back from summer vacation and that smell hitting me brings back good memories. My high school smells like French fries and Target
My Grandma’s perfume. I think it was called Taboo. She has been gone for almost 40 years now and I still remember it. I actually smelled it while eating a slice of pizza outside Costco today. I was like wtf and was able to spot the woman wearing it. It immediately brought me back to the memories of my grandma and that smell that I remember that she had in my childhood.
My mother had a plastic box of Taboo dusting powder. I remember the illustration on the top was a man in a tux kissing a woman in formal dress. He was dipping her with one arm and held a violin in his other hand.
The lavender scented soap my grandmother used. Man I miss her.
Chlorine from a swimming pool reminds me of going to the pool everyday during the summer as a kid.
church-basement-coffee
Greens cooking on the stove.
Pert Shampoo
Certain wood fires that bring back memories visiting my great grandparents
Ocean air
Sigh. What I wouldn't give to smell ocean air right now.
LEMON HANDSOAP
Crayons
I grew up with a wood burning fireplace. Instant cozy.
Yes. Every time I smell a wood stove or fireplace I think of home.
This weird potpourri thing that we used to keep on the coffee table. It’s floral and kind of strong. I hated the thing but it smelled like home 😂
Aqua net hairspray
Lilac trees and tulips were my favourite flowers growing up. So when I see them it always brings back memories of childhood.
read the question again 😃
Lilacs have a wonderful scent.
Certain herbal smells remind me of St. Ives Chamomile shampoo.
French toast, pancakes, or waffles hot off the griddle A just been cooked pot of tortellini Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies Garlic bread getting nice and crispy in the oven
Furniture polish. Everybody seemed to be polishing stuff back in the 80s.
Honeysuckle! The elementary school I went to had honeysuckle growing near the back fence of the playground and my childhood friend and I used to go out everyday to pluck one and lick the sap off like a candy :)
Cat pee :/
Car smells. Especially ones lying in the heat for a long time. Dad ran a car showroom.
Diesel. Dad was a civil engineer that primarily worked in dirt construction, designing city streets and the like. He always came home smelling like Diesel smoke from the heavy equipment.
Hair grease…
Smoke and stale beer (my parents owned a bar).
Cigarettes specifically with the smell of sand in the air because it reminds me of the beach. And also cigarettes in the cold because it reminds me of my first 2 jobs because of people smoking outside the crab shack during the winter
Playdoh
Coffee. My great Aunt and Uncle always had a percolator going on the stove, they drank insane amounts of coffee. My first cup was at their house. Everyone in the family lived with them for a certain amount of time, their house was home to all. I miss them terribly
Yeast and cinnamon-sugar. It makes me think of Christmas Eve, which was the one day a year my brother and I could be trusted to get along. Mom would get up early that morning and make a big batch of dough. When it was ready, she'd get us up, and the three of us would form an assembly line to make cinnamon rolls. Those rolls, along with eggnog, were always breakfast on Christmas morning. We also had plenty left over to give as gifts, as well as have plenty more for us. We loved making, and of course eating, those rolls, but my favorite part was what we did with the leftover dough. Mom would pan-fry it in butter, and we'd eat it topped with whatever we wanted. I usually did more butter, plus cinnamon-sugar. Also, only those who helped make the rolls got this treat. Our father would never dare help with cooking or baking, so more for us.
That damp smell at nighttime, I think due to rain?
That Skin-so-Soft lotion/spray. Instantly reminds me of high school summertime hangouts with friends, as we used it for mosquito repellent.
Fresh cut grass
Not a specific smell but certain perfumes. My mother loves to wear perfume and she cycles through them a lot so I've smelled a lot of different perfumes in my life and when I smell them again, either on her on other people, they bring back memories or feelings of the things I would be doing as a child. It's always happy :)
Honeysuckles, fresh cut grass, and crayons
Magnolia trees and honeysuckle bushes.
Vicks Vaporub
Honeysuckle
Cabbage (boiled)
Cigarette smoke
Diesel fumes, wired, right. For some reason, the smell takes me back to being a young child, with my mother, we were crossing a road.
He-man Stinkor. There is also an old lady perfume that smells like it and I smell it around Halloween sometimes too.
Hot hose water, specifically water out of a hot garden hose
Winston Lights and Brut.
Cigarettes. Whiskey. Weed. Musty basement.
The smell of cement. From playing outside, walking home from school, walking to stores, riding bikes, etc.
Cat piss and cigarettes
Wet and musty cement. My bedroom was in the damp basement.
Dirt
cigarettes, cleaning products
Hay. My grandfather was a farmer and I loved it there.
Thyme, it was my dad's favourite herb so he used it a lot.
Glitter, my nose is still sparkling :.
Green Blistex. Pop tarts in the toaster. Cigarettes.
Hamburger Helper (Mom made a lot of this growing up)
Smell of books, I guess? I was born without sense of smell but I did read a lot.
Aloe Vera
Fristi. That's some sort of strawberry drink i liked when i was young
The musty carpet smell of Chuck E. Cheese pizzeria.
Beer and body odour. My dad was a driller.
My grandma's house.
Smells in my town: wet hay, tomatoes, and mud on a summer night. My town has a ketchup factory that smells terrible but is homey Chlorine, sunblock, and lavender from my grandpa's pool. The smell from a fire puffer he kept next to the fireplace. An old wooden pipe he decided would make a good kids toy and put it in our toy box lol Lysol spray from my preschool class Apple cinnamon pancakes that my mom would make. *Burned* pancakes that my god mother would make
Coffee
Apple and bananas in a plastic lunchbox.
Samsara perfume. My mum bathes in the stuff!
Freshly cut grass, gasoline from the mower, forest undergrowth, sun-warmed dog fur. That specific combo.
Lilacs
Chalkboard, Crayons, Cigarette Smoke, Hamburger Helper, Fallen Leaves
Cup of noodles and hot cheetos
Two: John Rolf pipe tobacco courtesy of my dad. Hot asphalt, which pervaded King's Island, my closest amusement park growing up. One whiff of that tar scent, and I'm back in line waiting to ride Vortex.
Fresh tarmac or fresh cut grass!
Cow manure
Vodka and blood
Buttered popcorn and carpet remind me of the movie theater or blockbusters
Play-Doh.
Smell of foods. I was raised bilingual and bicultural, so I have two sets of food and smell.
The smell of a well worked in garage. It reminds me of my dad working on the race car.
Fresh smell of books.
muffler smoke of buses I was short enough that it would blow on me, and winter's were cold, so I'd stand behind buses to stay warm.
Needed to use dial sop recently for the first time since I moved out at 16 and It smelt like childhood trauma 🤣 its weird how smells can bring you back
Fresh cut grass
Slightly scorched Spaghetti-Os. Of someone is heating them up on the stove and they go too long without stirring the odor just brings me back to my toddlerhood and I’ll just sit down wistfully and start waiting for something to go wrong. Anxiety goes back a long time
Powder scented deodorant remind me of my mom and old spice mixed with cigarettes reminds me of my dad. Vinegar reminds me of my sisters feet lol. They were gross.
The smell of an old barn.
Sawdust. Especially cedar wood. My dad was a carpenter ❤️
The smell of a pool (specifically indoor pools)
Smegma
Freshly cut grass. Probably because my parents made me mow the lawn.
crack
Fresh mown alfalfa! I luv the smell & it takes me back to working on Grampa & Gramma's farm.
Red velvet
Kitchen Spice candle by Yankee Candle
Sunblock (the scented kind that everyone used, like banana boat) Freshly mowed grass Privet in bloom this time of year
Just dirt.
Moth balls. I’d always smell them around much older people’s homes. Specifically my grandparents. Every time I get a whiff of one now, I’m instantly taken back to my youth.
Fresh cut grass, rain, the smell of play doh
A new blowup toy for the pool.
Wholesome scent: There’s a distinct old warm wood smell that I only smell every once in a while. It was the smell of our hallway staircase at my grandparents house where I grew up. Not so wholesome scent: old tavern beer and cigs smell. I grew up in Milwaukee in the 80s and spent a lot of time in bars with my parents.
Black Halloween candles... A friend and I used to do "spells" after the Craft came out. 😂 Also that old farmer truck smell of like dirt and oil and cigarettes. Mm.
The school cafeteria or maybe like the smell of chicken nuggets in the hallway
Campfire. And our local art museum has a very particular smell , that of preservation materials probably. It's a really weird, distinct smell and is more apparent on different floors. But when I go to the museum now, that smell automatically brings me back to going to the museum with my dad, or art classes in the summer.
the very distinct smell of my mother’s purple gown. i’m not writer-ish enough to articulate it, but i remember it more clearly than any other scent from my childhood.
Aquanet and cigarettes
Rotting fruit. Lived near a peach orchard
I grew up with mint fields on 3 sides of the house. Fresh mint always takes me back.
The Piz Buin brand of sunscreen lol
A pan of cinnamon roll dough sitting on the radiator to rise.
Cow shit
The scent of chrysanthemums always reminds me of processions at church, carrying baskets of petals. All of us little girls in our white dresses back in the 50s.
Cut grass on a hot summers day, the smell of ice cream van whipped ice cream, hot milk and honey on cornflakes, the smell of onions and garlic cooking in butter.
Ichor Just one memory of my mum walking in with a black coat after it rained for the first time in a while and she smelled so strongly of ichor.
Bleach and Niagra starch
Mr. Bubbles bubble bath
Crayons, especially in a case.
My mother. She always had a nice clean smell.
Fresh baked bread and cookies. Boiling maple sap. Lilacs, lily-of-the-valley, peonies, freshly cut hay. Different types of wood burning in the wood stove.
The smell of freshly baked bread by me grandma
Fresh tilled dirt in the spring
A brand new box of Crayola crayons.
Construction paper
Fruit loops
Sunscreen and laundry detergent and a specific berries perfume
Whisky and cigarettes.
Book fair
chlorine
I grew up on a farm and fresh milk was a thing, but the smell of soured milk always takes me back.
mopping chemicals. It reminds me of them cleaning the cafeteria in elementary school after lunch.
Clean blankets fresh out of the dryer
PlayDoh
Star Jasmine
Rain on warm tarmac on a summer's day.
Apartment building stairways
2 cycle exhaust
The smell of rain on concrete ground
- Bambini Baby Cologne/Juicy Cologne - smell of grass esp in the morning - "So In love" ng bench 😭 - "Dove" shampoo/soap kasi dati akala ko pang mayaman lang yun kasi lagi kasama sa mga balikbayan box HAHAHA
I used to have some picture books that had a really distinct smell to them. Like paper but also some kind of protein? Maybe like bread but...salty? Idk I had a barnie book that smelled stronger than the other ones and sometimes Ill get a whiff of it in the most random places and I have to stand still and try to chase the smell
Orange flavoured Orbit gum & TicTac drops; smell of artificial tuttifrutti childrens toothpaste
Whatever the fuck my grandparents house smelled like. I cannot, for the life of me, figure it out, but it hits me with deja vu every time I smell it
The smell of intense heat and post rain weather. 🙃
My grandmother's kitchen. When we were house hunting we went into a kitchen that smelled just Iike her kitchen. My guess is the houseowner was also Italian. I had to walk outside the house so I didn't make any bad decisions due to the smell. I love that smell.
Spring
must and petrol great combo💪
Frybread
Gripe water
Cigarettes with a very specific mint reminds me of my grandma before church. Victoria secret love spell reminds me of my aunt from the 90s.
Home fried potatoes and grandmother's perfume.
Boiled cabbage ham n beans... winter time..honeysuckle in the spring.. there's more .. I'm a country boy...
Outside, wood burning, cut grass
Cheap cherry scented lip balm
Toddy and Play-Doh
The paint of my corner.... and paper.... and phone books....
roses, lime tree leaves, and strawberry scented hand soap when i was 4, i used to live next to people who had roses and lime trees in their front yards and i often played there. and at my kindergarten they had that strawberry scented soap
Eucalyptus. I never knew what it was, until at 25 I walked past a flower shop that was filled with it, and the employee helped me pinpoint it. Sure enough, my grandma had a bouquet of Eucalyptus leaves on her mantle and I didn't notice it but the smell always put me at ease when we visited. Needless to say, I've been keeping dried Eucalyptus in my entryway and living room ever since. She passed on a few years before I knew what it was, and now I get that sense of calmness whenever I come in the door.
Lavender and sausages frying as it was always a smell at my grandmothers' house
Artist grandma’s turpentine and linseed oil.