Patchouli…mmmmm…only the GOOd stuff and in the right amount, not slathered on by the gallon.
A good tobaco store.
And I’ll echo honeydewgrrl Marijuana the REAL Kind Bud, KGB 
Slightly askewed on the topic; our *Olfactory *sense is the most “remebering” of our senses, notice how many replies have deep “happy times” feelings attched. 
I’ve always secretly liked the smell of a freshly removed earring.
I love the smell of PlayDoh!
Not unusual, I suppose, but I love the smell of figs and honey, even though I don’t care for the taste.
Amway SA8 laundry soap.
When I was a kid, my mother kept the SA8 in a closet. She must have spilled some at some point, because the scent was really strong. I used to love that closet - it was my hiding spot, and I’d hide in it all the time.
I still love the scent, enough to brave the scary Amway people in order to buy it.
The Pirates of the Carribean ride at Disneyland. I’m sure someone here knows what I’m talking about.
I love that smell, too. The watery … “I’m in Disney” smell. Love that.
Kerosene. I love these cold, winter nights when I can fire up the kerosene heater. The smell of it comforts and relaxes me.
Sycamore trees exude a certain sweet smell that for some reason I can detect from block and blocks away, esp. in the spring and/or right after a rain. It is possibly the best smell in the entire world. If I could buy it as a perfume, I would. For me, Heaven would smell like sycamore trees in bloom after a spring shower.
Other, lesser smells that I like:
Whatever they put in natural gas to make it have a smell.
The smell of a cat who has just given himself a bath after having eaten wet catfood. Smells kinda like caramel for some reason.
White-Out smells good to me, kinda like scallions and kinda like magic markers. I really like it, though I have to be very surreptitious about sniffing it, lest I look like a huffer.
Exhaled Camel cigarette smoke. I can tell it from any other smoke and can usually identify it in a crowded room.
Burning jet fuel.
I love to travel, and that smell always brings very happy memories.
Crayola crayons. I just bought a box and I tell my family it’s just in case I feel like coloring, but it’s to occasionaly sniff them.
They smell good.
Oh, no!
I would rather smell cat urine, rotten eggs and stinky feet simultaneously than patchouli! It’s right up there with cigarette smoke in my “most disgusting and wholy unbearable” catagory.
I’m curious, were you once fond of someone who wore it?
The smell of the jet of hot air being blown out through a computer’s cooling fan.
Rubbing alcohol.
And I wouldn’t say I like it, but the smell of cigarette smoke always reminds me of the Marin County Fair on the 4th of July.
Sulfur. I has this sweet smell to it. There were some sulfur vents not too far from where I was born. Neat place.
In 8th grade science I was taught that coffeemakers put out a tad bit of ozone, and if you ran one without coffee you could smell it. Haven’t tried it out at home, but I seem to remember it working (and being pretty rad) with the coffeemaker we had in class for that purpose.
Yup! Same here, but I don’t think that’s really odd, honestly–there’s quite a lot of people who like that smell 
Ah, I forgot about that. One of the best parts of being a kid.
MC$E, I was having really bad flaking too; I started using the extra strength Head & Shoulders and it’s been great.
I had a very enjoyable 6 week trip to India. There’s another distinctive smell in the air there which I think is the smoke of dung fires. Now in San Jose, every once and a while there’s a whiff of something floating in the air. Almost before I notice the smell, I’m thinking of India and I’m right back there wandering the streets of Delhi. I can’t figure out what would be in the California air that smells like that, but it’s only vagely similar and not exactly the same nor as strong.
There’s an exhaust smell around airports that always gives me a frisson of the excitement of travel.
:eek: What does atrophied skin even smell like??
Me? Not sure how odd it is but, vinegar. I love the smell of vinegar.
And crayons. I had forgotten about crayons. I think I’ll go but a box of crayons tomorrow (I already have vinegar).
I’m pregnant and having pica - not so much the desire to eat inedible stuff, but to smell it. Some things that smell really good to me right now: cigarette smoke, musty/mildewy rooms, Windex, the loose powder I put on my face in the morning, and the eucalyptus wool wash I have for my knitting. I literally stand there and sniff the wool wash while I’m doing the laundry. I’m dying for a cigarette and I don’t even smoke (don’t worry - I wouldn’t actually smoke one). The best thing in the world right now is to walk through that cigarette haze outside of the mall into the air conditioned interior - the combo of smoke and cold is fantastic.
I had this during my last pregnancy, too, and I would stand in my friend’s air conditioned, musty garage and just inhale. It can be a sign of anemia, but I’ve had that checked and my iron’s fine - I’m just weird.
The smell of asphalt on a hot summers day after a storm.
New babies. They smell so strange yet so good. Makes you almost want to eat them all up.
Like Fern Forest, I love the smell of sulphur. One of the main reasons why I go down to Rotorua now and then, the area on a geothermal field and where steam vents from cracks in the middle of the road and the stormwater drains.
After being down there for a few days, I come back home, and for a while the smell of petrol (or something from cars) reminds me of the sulphur. And I smile.
'Course, everyone else hates the “rotten eggs” stench … 