Got a very odd compliment today. Took my son (who will be 13 in 3 weeks, and needs to eat about every 45 minutes) to a fast food place that shall remain unnamed for French fries and chocolate milk. I ordered a light lemonade, like an old person. The woman behind the counter (who did not ping my gaydar even a little bit) told me I “smelled really nice” and “whatever my scent was” she “like[d] it.”
I just said thanks, but my scent, FTR is Dr. Bronner’s Peppermint soap & water, Degree men’s deodorant (applied every other day), and some kind of hippie laundry soap (99 cents a gallon, groovy store where I get vegetarian supplies) with lavender and patchouli, added very sparsely to the laundry, along with all-color bleach and hot water wash cycles. Oh, and green apple dandruff shampoo, which I had not used in a couple of days.
If I had my preference, I would smell like absolutely nothing at all.
Now I’m all self-conscious. Who knows if what appealed to the woman at the fry place will have universal appeal?
I can smell Dr. Bonners a mile away. I like it in mild doses. I’ll bet you that’s it. I used to comment on peoples aromas. The lil’wrekker told me it was rude. So I stopped.
Never thought of it as a gay thing, though.
No, I meant, since I’m a woman, and she wasn’t a lesbian, it wasn’t a come-on. When I was in my 20s, men occasionally made such remarks as come-ons. 'Course, there’s practically nothing some man somewhere hasn’t used as a come-on.
So pretty much “our scent” is similar. Mine is Mrs. Meyers Lemon Verbena laundry soap and hand soap, tea tree and peppermint shampoo, Tom’s of Maine mint toothpaste, and Arm and Hammer unscented deodorant. Plus a bar of Filthy Pussy soap that is the sachet in my sock drawer.
ETA: Shana tova, and have a sweet year (apple-and-honey scented).