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Writer's Block: Smells like teen spirit
Oct. 26th, 2010 09:43 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Late '70s - Purple photocopies. We had some arcane photocopying machine* in our school - it printed everything in purple and it smelled divine - a kind of powdery floral scent. Five-year-old Hoor could often be found clasping a photocopy to her face and inhaling deeply. Was mine the only school to have this?
The '80s smelled of Dior's Poison (mother, ugh), Body Shop White Musk (me) or Dewberry (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scarletts_web). I think The Body Shop was the predominant smell of the decade as it was cheap back then and it's where I purchased all my smellies - banana shampoo, fuzzy peach shower gel, cucumber cleanser, carrot moisturizer - I must have smelt like a salad. A musky salad. scarletts_web and I both loved Spiritual Sky patchouli oil as well. My mother always complained that patchouli oil gave her a headache and that even the cat stank of patchouli oil due to my over-enthusiastic application of the scent. I still wear patchouli oil today, even though I most definitely am not a hippy, or a goth. I am also still fond of Body Shop smellies (the pink grapefruit range in particular) though I find Body Shop stuff quite expensive these days.
Early '90s - Colors of Benneton and Ex'cla-mation! by Coty. The latter was very cheap and nearly every girl I knew had a bottle. I haven't seen Colors of Benneton in years, I wonder if I'd still like it?
* A mimeograph! Or possibly a spirit duplicator!
Bill Bryson is also a mimeograph fan: “Of all the tragic losses since the 1960s, mimeograph paper may be the greatest. With its rapturously fragrant, sweetly aromatic pale blue ink, mimeograph paper was literally intoxicating. Two deep drafts of a freshly run-off mimeograph worksheet and I would be the education system’s willing slave for up to seven hours.” Sniffing the paper he “…drifted off to a private place where fields were green, everyone went barefoot, and the soft trill of panpipes floated on the air.” - The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid
Late '70s - Purple photocopies. We had some arcane photocopying machine* in our school - it printed everything in purple and it smelled divine - a kind of powdery floral scent. Five-year-old Hoor could often be found clasping a photocopy to her face and inhaling deeply. Was mine the only school to have this?
The '80s smelled of Dior's Poison (mother, ugh), Body Shop White Musk (me) or Dewberry (
scarletts_web). I think The Body Shop was the predominant smell of the decade as it was cheap back then and it's where I purchased all my smellies - banana shampoo, fuzzy peach shower gel, cucumber cleanser, carrot moisturizer - I must have smelt like a salad. A musky salad. scarletts_web and I both loved Spiritual Sky patchouli oil as well. My mother always complained that patchouli oil gave her a headache and that even the cat stank of patchouli oil due to my over-enthusiastic application of the scent. I still wear patchouli oil today, even though I most definitely am not a hippy, or a goth. I am also still fond of Body Shop smellies (the pink grapefruit range in particular) though I find Body Shop stuff quite expensive these days.Early '90s - Colors of Benneton and Ex'cla-mation! by Coty. The latter was very cheap and nearly every girl I knew had a bottle. I haven't seen Colors of Benneton in years, I wonder if I'd still like it?
* A mimeograph! Or possibly a spirit duplicator!
Bill Bryson is also a mimeograph fan: “Of all the tragic losses since the 1960s, mimeograph paper may be the greatest. With its rapturously fragrant, sweetly aromatic pale blue ink, mimeograph paper was literally intoxicating. Two deep drafts of a freshly run-off mimeograph worksheet and I would be the education system’s willing slave for up to seven hours.” Sniffing the paper he “…drifted off to a private place where fields were green, everyone went barefoot, and the soft trill of panpipes floated on the air.” - The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid
Writer's Block: Smells like teen spirit
Oct. 26th, 2010 09:43 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Late '70s - Purple photocopies. We had some arcane photocopying machine* in our school - it printed everything in purple and it smelled divine - a kind of powdery floral scent. Five-year-old Hoor could often be found clasping a photocopy to her face and inhaling deeply. Was mine the only school to have this?
The '80s smelled of Dior's Poison (mother, ugh), Body Shop White Musk (me) or Dewberry (scarletts_web). I think The Body Shop was the predominant smell of the decade as it was cheap back then and it's where I purchased all my smellies - banana shampoo, fuzzy peach shower gel, cucumber cleanser, carrot moisturizer - I must have smelt like a salad. A musky salad. scarletts_web and I both loved Spiritual Sky patchouli oil as well. My mother always complained that patchouli oil gave her a headache and that even the cat stank of patchouli oil due to my over-enthusiastic application of the scent. I still wear patchouli oil today, even though I most definitely am not a hippy, or a goth. I am also still fond of Body Shop smellies (the pink grapefruit range in particular) though I find Body Shop stuff quite expensive these days.
Early '90s - Colors of Benneton and Ex'cla-mation! by Coty. The latter was very cheap and nearly every girl I knew had a bottle. I haven't seen Colors of Benneton in years, I wonder if I'd still like it?
* A mimeograph! Or possibly a spirit duplicator!
Bill Bryson is also a mimeograph fan: “Of all the tragic losses since the 1960s, mimeograph paper may be the greatest. With its rapturously fragrant, sweetly aromatic pale blue ink, mimeograph paper was literally intoxicating. Two deep drafts of a freshly run-off mimeograph worksheet and I would be the education system’s willing slave for up to seven hours.” Sniffing the paper he “…drifted off to a private place where fields were green, everyone went barefoot, and the soft trill of panpipes floated on the air.” - The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid
Late '70s - Purple photocopies. We had some arcane photocopying machine* in our school - it printed everything in purple and it smelled divine - a kind of powdery floral scent. Five-year-old Hoor could often be found clasping a photocopy to her face and inhaling deeply. Was mine the only school to have this?
The '80s smelled of Dior's Poison (mother, ugh), Body Shop White Musk (me) or Dewberry (
scarletts_web). I think The Body Shop was the predominant smell of the decade as it was cheap back then and it's where I purchased all my smellies - banana shampoo, fuzzy peach shower gel, cucumber cleanser, carrot moisturizer - I must have smelt like a salad. A musky salad. scarletts_web and I both loved Spiritual Sky patchouli oil as well. My mother always complained that patchouli oil gave her a headache and that even the cat stank of patchouli oil due to my over-enthusiastic application of the scent. I still wear patchouli oil today, even though I most definitely am not a hippy, or a goth. I am also still fond of Body Shop smellies (the pink grapefruit range in particular) though I find Body Shop stuff quite expensive these days.Early '90s - Colors of Benneton and Ex'cla-mation! by Coty. The latter was very cheap and nearly every girl I knew had a bottle. I haven't seen Colors of Benneton in years, I wonder if I'd still like it?
* A mimeograph! Or possibly a spirit duplicator!
Bill Bryson is also a mimeograph fan: “Of all the tragic losses since the 1960s, mimeograph paper may be the greatest. With its rapturously fragrant, sweetly aromatic pale blue ink, mimeograph paper was literally intoxicating. Two deep drafts of a freshly run-off mimeograph worksheet and I would be the education system’s willing slave for up to seven hours.” Sniffing the paper he “…drifted off to a private place where fields were green, everyone went barefoot, and the soft trill of panpipes floated on the air.” - The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid
