Wow, amy and mjbunny, those are some really fascinating stories!
Both sound really intense.
I do have something MJ-related on the topic of smells, actually.
A while ago, I bought a little bottle of Bal a Versailles, which is the perfume that Michael wore and Karen Faye claims that for those who were close to him, the smell will remind them of him.
Anyway, I bought some and it's actually really lovely (luckily it's exactly my taste, or else I would have thrown away $34 for a little bottle smaller than my palm!) but I have only worn it out a couple of times because it's so dressy and strong. Not really the kind of scent you wear to class and to work, you know?
So basically, this little bottle is sitting on my dresser, looking pretty, but I never smell like it because I don't wear it unless I'm going out to see a show or for dinner or something.
The night I went to see TII, it was pouring rain and unseasonably cold. I was sitting in my cab on the way to the theater thinking about Michael, kind of nervous about seeing the film, and as usual the rain was making me feel ultra pensive and sad.
That's when I smelled the perfume. I hadn't put any on, and the cab driver just smelled like fast food, so I know it wasn't him. But I could smell this perfume, which is really distinctive. If you've also bought it, you know.
It made me perk up and look around, and I honestly could have just been convincing myself, but I swear it felt like there was another person in the backseat with me.
If I remember correctly, it was right after this night that I started coming in here regularly. It's funny, I never posted about it because I didn't want to sound like a lunatic, but now I feel comfortable telling you guys these things and I don't feel too worried about being judged. :hug: