We have a linen closet that for a time in my childhood was emptied out and made to serve as the “Nintendo room”, containing an NES hooked up to an old Commodore 64 monitor. I still associate that fabric/crafty smell with 8-bit gaming.
I also love the smell of sun soaked dog fur.
My favorite smell is also my favorite word; Petrichor. It’s the smell of the earth when it rains after an extended dry period.
From Wikipedia “from Ancient Greek πέτρα (pétra) ‘rock’; or πέτρος (pétros) ‘stone’ and ἰχώρ (ikhṓr) ‘ichor’, the ethereal fluid that is the blood of the gods in Greek mythology.”
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petrichor
I like that smell, or that smell that comes right before a rain where you can smell its coming or lilacs when they first start to bud and its not too heavy yet
Man one of my most fivid memories is me sitting in the window of my crappy room, smelling the petrichor and smoking a cig while it’s raining. I’m no longer a smoker but thinking back it really hit different