My first jr. high love that wore perfume smelled like this stuff called vannilla fields. Before that I can't really remember. this one girl i liked in third grade smelled like bannanna hubba bubba, but she beat me up when I was sniffing her. (J/K)
My wife always borrowed Red Door from her mom when we went on dates, back before we were married. She has since moved on to Estee Lauder Passions but that Red Door smell opens up a litteral door in my head of memories.
(I realize these descriptions do little to describe the actual scent of the perfume, but thats to much work for my muddled mind.)
I've often tried to convince her to go back to it, she just calls me a weirdo who likes how her mom smells....
now that you are all equally disturbed by that image customized toward your own mothers of significant others....away, to the lunatic pogostick!