Musty=reminds me of my cottage
smell of old technology devices=childhood.
Gasoline...My dad was an auto mechanic. When I was a little kid, I'd stay awake, waiting for him to come home from work. He'd come see me, in his blue overalls, and give me a great big gasoline scented hug. To this day, I still love this smell...
I was given English Leather as a X-mas gift when I was 19 and I wore it on a date when I had to meet her parents and sit in her living room and be quizzed/checked out to make sure I was fit to date the is girl.If I smell that cologne it takes me back to the night.Not sure if they even make that stuff anymore.
There's a closet in my ba
I know that's weird, I can't explain it.
Home made bread. For those that can smell do NOT take it for granted