I have this coconut body butter lotion made by Philosophy that I use frequently to keep my arms and legs moisturized. I purchased it because I love the smell of coconut and I thought that the enjoyment of the fragrance would prompt me to moisturize more frequently. The lotion is great – thick, creamy, and it absorbs quickly. The only complaint I have is that it doesn’t smell like coconut at all to me; instead, it smells like Play-Doh.
Now, I recognize there is a whole group of readers I just lost with the Play-Doh reference. This is a scent reference uniquely focused on those who have engaged in the sport of Play-Doh creativity – those who have molded and shaped Play-Doh food, animals, people, vehicles, buildings, etc. If you have done that you understand completely the smell I am referencing.
Not that there is anything wrong with smelling like Play-Doh. It is a pleasant enough smell and it does conjure happy memories, but it isn’t coconut. Interestingly enough, every time I use the lotion I have an urge to go to the store and buy Play-Doh. I do not fully understand the force behind this urge, but have concluded that I am “scents-ual”. And yes, I once again made up a word to meet my own selfish needs.
I am defining “scents-ual” as having a sense of smell that is wired in a way that it affects a person’s behavior or mood. Some folks have emotional or mental ties to things they see, taste, or hear (I have some of those too), for me it is mostly scents. Unfortunately, I am the poster child for dysfunctional aromatherapy. I am tied to different scents than normal folks. Scents like Play-Doh, watermelon Jolly Ranchers, buttered popcorn, and wet wood carry special connectivity for me.
No need to email me to tell me I am odd – I am aware. But in my defense, I am sure I am not alone in being scents-ual – there must be others with a like olfactory connection. I imagine all the other folks out and about wearing Philosophy coconut body butter are driving other scents-uals crazy and causing unexplained increases in Play-Doh sales. Wait a minute now…do you suppose Philosophy and the makers of Play-Doh are in cahoots to draw in the scents-uals? Dare I say something smells fishy?
Day one thousand four hundred and forty of the new forty – obla di obla da