A couple of years now, I’ve been on the hunt for those smells that take me back.
Fine’s green vetiver, brings me back to cutting down weeds in my grandpas overgrown garden.
Captain choice cat of nine tails and I’m rafting down the river.
Clubman Pinaud has that long lasting powder smell, reminds me of chasing my kids around in there terrible twos.
Barrister & Mann fougere Gothique. Who didn’t spend there childhood playing in the dirt.
Soap commander with there great tobacco & floral smell of the holidays.
Anyhow
The one that started the search, Fern.... at least 10-20 soaps and aftershaves, but still have not found it. The smell that brings me back to the redwoods in springtime. The time camping and hiking as a kid, all so vivid in my thoughts.
Fine’s green vetiver, brings me back to cutting down weeds in my grandpas overgrown garden.
Captain choice cat of nine tails and I’m rafting down the river.
Clubman Pinaud has that long lasting powder smell, reminds me of chasing my kids around in there terrible twos.
Barrister & Mann fougere Gothique. Who didn’t spend there childhood playing in the dirt.
Soap commander with there great tobacco & floral smell of the holidays.
Anyhow
The one that started the search, Fern.... at least 10-20 soaps and aftershaves, but still have not found it. The smell that brings me back to the redwoods in springtime. The time camping and hiking as a kid, all so vivid in my thoughts.