Favorite Thing Friday

So what’s this picture about? Anyone recognize this perfume?
I have a little story behind this awesome scent.

Does anyone remember this song by Stevie Wonder?

Both tie into some of my most favorite memories from my childhood.

When we lived in Germany and I was probably around 7 or 8, my parents were good friends with a couple named Sheila and Bernard. Sheila was quite a few years younger than her sweetie and had a strong desire to have children. Bernard, on the other hand, wasn’t so eager to have any more children. So Sheila would have me spend weekends with her and spoil me like nobody’s business. Of course, I didn’t mind. I mean hey, if she needed a little girl to treat like a princess, I was more than up for the job. She’d let me stay up as late as I wanted. I was pampered to the point where she’d settle me in bed, turn the TV on and let me eat my dinner.

I adored Sheila. Her heart really was made out of pure gold. She had a kindness about her which she extended to every person she met. I admired her long, silky straight brunette hair, which flowed down her back. I spent hours playing with her hair. We had so much fun together and I was always a little sad for the weekends to end. 

Sheila always smelled good. I never knew what the scent was and being so young, I didn’t think to ask her. But that scent never left my memory. I spent years sniffing endless perfume samples trying to find the perfume Sheila wore. I’d always end up disappointed. It was hard to explain the scent to the sales people, especially when I didn’t have a clue to any part of the name. Looking back, I’m surprised no one had an intervention for me as I was determined to fulfill my quest!

The usual routine on my weekends with Sheila was for her to pick me up on Friday. She lived a little distance from us so to make it fair, my parents would pick me up on Sunday. My parents would socialize with Sheila and Bernard for a few hours, which I didn’t mind at all. During one of these visits, Sheila and Bernard pulled out a Stevie Wonder record. (Yes, I’m from the days of records and 8-tracks.) They put the song on and both began to sing it to me. I was embarrassed and humbled all at the same time. I think for me, it really marked just how much they both cared for me.

When I was around 14, I wandered into the PX one day and did my normal sniffing. I became ecstatic when I finally came across the scent I identified with Sheila. Memories flooded over me so strongly along with the happiness I felt during the times I spent with her. It was:

Coty Wild Musk!

I snatched up a bottle and I have been buying this perfume ever since. It is a heavier scent so I tend to wear it more during the winter time. In fact, I just sprayed some on me before I started my post. I am smelling very good as I write this!

I don’t know whatever happened to Sheila and Bernard. I like to think that she eventually had the child or children she so desperately wanted. She was definitely one of those women who had a wonderful and natural instinct to nurture and make a child feel like she was on top of the world. 

That’s my Favorite Thing Friday!

What awesome or special memories
 do you have from your childhood?

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