Since I was 4 years old, I’ve had this pink baby blanket. I still have it to this day and it travels with me everywhere. I just love the smell of it. I would carry it around with me everywhere, holding it while sucking my thumb. I’m a tactile person, so I loved touching my blanket, feeling its soft silky texture. I think my body oils must have rubbed on the blanket, which gave it that smell.

My mom was always washing my blanket and it would drive me crazy. It took the smell away and I’d have to start all over to get that scent back. I would tell her not to wash it, but she didn’t like it to be dirty.

Smelling that baby blanket is so comforting. It totally relaxes me and takes me back to my childhood. The smell is so reassuring. It completely calms me down.

How would I describe the scent? It’s creamy, very soft.

If the scent had a sound, what would it be? Really soft crinkly sound. Like gently rubbing against a washboard.

If the scent had a color, what would it be? White.

If the scent had a texture, what would it be? Silky smooth.