There’s some things that I think we can all universally agree on that smell good—fresh-baked cookies or bread; a newly mowed lawn; or the smell of a new car, for no other reason than the fact you have a new car, all come to mind. But there’s other smells I like, too. For instance:
My dog’s paws—they smell like Fritos and remind me of how lucky I am to have a pet, even one who is a lot to handle sometimes. Aside from my wife, my dog is my best buddy and ride-or-die companion.
The Air Force Museum in my hometown of Dayton, Ohio, smells like metal and aviation fuel, and it’s perfect. I have nothing but happy memories of the place, and each of the hundreds of planes is like an old friend to me. For some reason the sheer vastness of the massive hangars that hold the planes freaks me out a little, though. Oh well.
My sealed copy of Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream” album still smells a little like cotton candy, as intended. Each album was infused with the aroma at the CD factory as part of marketing for the album, which has a candy theme to it, the CD itself resembling a giant peppermint. The smell reminds of when we saw her in concert and how fun it was.
Hotels usually smell good to me. The smell of a hotel promises rest after much traveling, clean sheets and fresh amenities like those little plastic cups wrapped in plastic. And the hint of the smell of chlorine means there’s the possibility of a pool—maybe even a hot tub.
The boot store is full of stuff I can’t afford, but I love going in there to sniff around, literally and figuratively. For some reason the leather smell is warm and comforting to me.
What are smells you enjoy?