What is the most obscure smell you are attracted to?

Ewwwwwwww…. :-)

Puppy breath

I kind of enjoy the smell of road-killed skunk, the day after. After two days, not so much.

Cow manure.
In summer, on the countryside.

The smell of the subway as it wafts up through a sidewalk grating on a hot August afternoon…

You know that fishy smell by the lake. Yeah, that.

New road

I miss the farm smells. Corn silage, haylage, baleage, really good hay, and I’m with rebbel, manure spread on a field in the countryside.

The oil and tar smell prevalent at UCSB.

@Adirondackwannabe I’ve really come to love those smells now that we live on a farm. That is, until the dogs roll in the manure. They sleep in our room and I don’t want to sleep with the smell. That’s a bit much imo.

@jonsblond I like it on the field in the distance. In the same room not so much. Why do dogs love that?

@Charles I miss that too. I lived on Del Playa for a couple of summers, I’d smell it while having coffee in the morning on the patio.

@Adirondackwannabe I wish I knew. It’s so gross. Especially the rolling on a dead animal. They always seem to find a dead bird or mouse, even skunk. Nasty!

The smell of snow/the air before a snow storm. 99.9% of the people that I have said this to have no clue what I mean when I say that and insist that snow does not have a smell. But it totally does.

@Fly I love the smell and silence of a heavy snow storm.

I love the smell of old books.

Sometimes sewers can smell kind of trippy. O_o

@jonsblond We were at my brothers camp. He let me take his golden for a walk in the woods. I saw him rolling on the ground. He came running back, OMG. It would have knocked a buzzard off a shitwagon at fifty yards.

The smell of dirt when a field is being plowed.
My baby’s head.
An old garage in the summer, lawn mower and gas, oil, canvas and other warm summer smells from my childhood.
An old canvas army tent in the hot summer sun.
A crisp cold winter morning.
New patent leather shoes.

I have this sachet that was given to me by a Japanese friend in college. It is very tiny but the smell is extraordinary. I don’t know what it is but I wish I did. I have had it for years and I keep it in my jewelry box. Everytime I open the box I get a whiff of this beautiful scent! I never tire of it. Maybe it is Agarwood, also known as Oud. I found this discussion of traditional Japanese fragrance. It is a whole art form to them. Amazing.
http://www.holymtn.com/gods/FragranceJapaneseLife.htm

wet cement

The inside of new leather shoes.

I miss the smell of my mother. She was a very heavy smoker, and I could always smell her coming down a hall, even around the corner. I hate cigarette smoke, but I do miss my Mom.

Sea air.

Cosmoline and cordite.

Guitar polish. I used to have an Epiphone Les Paul and the last owner had taken really amazing care of it. The surface of the guitar was so shiny and it just smelled amazing.

I don’t smoke at all but I love the smell of a freshly lit cigarette. I also love the smell of farm animal manure (especially horses).

@Leanne1986 Love the smell of horses.

Also, I love the smell of clothes that have been hanging to dry on a clothes line. Mmmm

@smilingheart1

Mmm, me too. I love walking past houses that have just had their concrete laid down. The trees behind our house were knocked down when I was younger and new homes were being built; which I used to walk past (and sometimes through, when we’d play in them) after school everyday.
I just love that smell, so good. I think a lot of our favourite smells come from experiences we’ve had in our past or in our childhood.

I love the smell when wood is being sawed. What would you call that smell? Is it the wood itself, the heated wood from the saw blade? I dunno, but it is deep and musky and nice.

Oh, that reminds me- I also love the smell of hardware stores.

The scent of the street after a rainstorm.

The smell of a cat’s tummy.

The smell of a camping tent.

The scent of those old-fashioned style gas stoves where the pilot light is always on. That smell always reminds me of my Grandma’s mobile home.

The smell of dogs toe pads (similar to buttered popcorn or fritos).

The smell of newspaper ink.

bkcunningham I love both of those smells too!! Fresh clothes off the line, omg it’s been years since I smelled that. I remember a Tolstoy story about clothes strung out on a line in the wintertime and the image has always stayed with me. I read that it is really done. When they bring in the clothes they are all stiff and frozen but when they warm up they smell wonderful!

The smell of sawn wood reminds me of my father’s workbench in the basement. Fresh sawdust is such a heavenly smell. Thanks for reminding me.

@Earthgirl I often freeze-dry my sheets and jeans. A few tumbles in a warm dryer and the jeans are soft and no longer stiff.
Line dried sheets in the middle of the winter is such a sensual pleasure.

Wilma I found the story reference! It is from Master and Man A great story!.
This is the excerpt and image that has always stayed with me:
Having driven along the trodden village street, darkened here and there by fresh manure, past the yard where the clothes hung out and where the white shirt had broken loose and was now attached only by one frozen sleeve, they again came within sound of the weird moan of the willows, and again emerged on the open fields. The storm, far from ceasing, seemed to have grown yet stronger. The road was completely covered with drifting snow, and only the stakes showed that they had not lost their way. But even the stakes ahead of them were not easy to see, since the wind blew in their faces.

And this is the complete story:
http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/10568/

I love the smell of purple haze.