One particular smell that is dear to me for the memories is the perfume I’m wearing right now: J’Adore.
My fiance bought it for me the day after he proposed. We were in Disney World, wandering around the World Showcase of Epcot, and were in France. We were walking very close together that day, that whole week, actually. He proposed on the first night we were there, and then had the whole week alone together to celebrate and get used to it. We were completely wrapped up in each other and in love that week.
I have never been treated like he treated me that week, so wholly spoiled. When I spray it on and smell it throughout the day, I am briefly encased in the pink cloud of the soft memory and abiding love that he has always shown me.