Dad’s Toolbox and Workbench – present day

Kind of oily and metallic, mixed with the hot and dusty smell of the garage. A slight bit of decaying formaldehyde from the surfboards hanging above, and the residue from an ancient oil tin that still has a few drops left. There’s a dull-looking jumble of wrenches and screwdrivers and nails and screws – it’s clear that the box was well used and had more projects left to complete, before it lay abandoned and untouched for so long. Very masculine, extremely nostalgic – I feel like I’m trespassing on forbidden territory. It’s been so many years since these objects saw use in the light of day that it might as well be a Grandpa’s toolbox, but the smell still has the power to make me feel small again.

About Samantha

Samantha Soma is an erstwhile aromatherapist, collects vintage and modern perfumes, and is in love with the sense of smell. She lives in the Northwest, which means that books, coffee, wine, beer, and humidity play large roles in her personal experience.
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