Daily Prompt: Smell you Later

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Smell You Later.”

Humans have very strong scent memory. Tell us about a smell that transports you.

In the late 70s, Cinnabar was a very popular scent and one of my mom’s favorites.  It was strong, spicy scent, with a woodsy, cinnamon smell.  It lingered.  Thankfully, my nose was more tolerant back then and I enjoyed the smell.   Allergies began to assault me in my late 20s and now my finicky nose can only tolerate the lightest scents.

My mom, my sister and I, and my aunt and two of my cousins all wore Cinnabar at some point during the late 70s and early 80s and I will never smell it without being whisked away to my teenage years.

We would spray it on before any of our frequent outings to the movies, roller skating or dinner.  I would imagine that when we were all together, as we often were, that we unknowingly wreaked havoc on many poor unsuspecting noses.

I don’t smell it often, but when I do it brings a smile to my face and the realization of how blessed I was to have all of them in my life.  I knew it then, but not in the way I know it now.  Sometimes I think I will order a bottle so I can sniff it at will, but then that would take away the fun of my chance meetings with the lovely Cinnabar.