My Scent Memory with Demeter Fragrances


*I was given the privilege of receiving these wonderful fragrances complimentary in exchange for writing a scent memory associated with these scents. Please enjoy my story and look into these wonderful scents here.

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We’re going to get real here for a minute. Before you read this, I have to say that I have the best parents in the entire world. I am a lucky girl to have such great people on my side and always supporting me through everything.

So, here we go.

The holidays are still tough on my family. We spend as much time together as possible during this time, and we laugh and think of happy memories, but it’s still hard on us. In 2007, my brother died suddenly in a car accident. It was the most devastating moment in our lives. My brother was a wonderful person and a joy to be around. He was, is, and always will be my very best friend. We were inseparable for his entire life, and the least we saw each other was when I moved out of my parents’ house. He passed away about two months after I moved out. He was 22, and I was 20. Just look at how cute we were when we were children:

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Being able to receive the Snow fragrance from Demeter Fragrances was exciting for me. I was hoping it would smell like that fresh, clean, crisp smell of cold air. It definitely lived up to that. When I received the fragrance and pulled it out to smell it, I knew immediately what memory it brought me to. It was so vivid in my mind and made me want to run out and make forts in snow banks.

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Onward we go to my story.

Although I was born in Canada, I grew up in Florida. My father is in the military, and I moved around for the majority of my life. I lived in Florida from the age of 11-17. Because of this, I am very whiny during the winter–I can’t handle the snow and ice.

Before I moved to Florida, I lived with my parents and my brother in this house with a giant yard. The front yard and the back yard were gigantic. Or so I thought, at the tender age of 7. I also thought a ditch that me and my friends would run into and around was like, 20 feet deep, but it turns out it was only 5 feet. The world is very different when you’re only 3 feet tall.

As a child, I didn’t have the best relationship with my father. He was a military man who always wanted everything done in a perfect, orderly fashion. I was a flighty child who said whatever I wanted, when I wanted, and I did everything a crazy child does. My brother, Dan, got along with my dad more than I did. I always thought it was because we were so different, but now that I am an adult, I can admit that we’re pretty darn similar. I was just the rebellious younger child in my youth.

Anyway, when I was a child, my dad was away a lot for work, and when he was home, we’d have arguments, I would get grounded, I would cry in my closet, I would throw things, blah, blah, blah–basic child stuff. But there were these times that I think about now, and I cherish them forever. There was this time when I was 7, and my brother was 9, that we got hit with a huge snow storm. It wiped out the power, and there seemed to be 4 feet of snow on the ground. My dad was home at the time and decided to shovel the driveway. While he was shoveling, he got this fantastic idea.

My dad came into the house and practically forced me and my brother into our snowsuits and dragged us outside. He started shoveling the side of the driveway and then started weaving through the yard. My dad–that official military man–was creating a snow maze. After about an hour of shoveling here and there, the maze was complete. He had even shoveled little forts in sections of the maze.

To be honest, I don’t even know if this was as big of a maze as it feels in my memory, but I remember it being massive. We played for what felt like hours in this maze, hiding in forts and jumping out at corners to startle each other.

I remember that crisp, clean smell of cold wafting in my nose as I was huddled in one of the forts waiting for my dad to come find me. When I received my bottle of Snow, I took a whiff, and I felt that feeling immediately rushing back. It’s as fresh and clean and exhilarating as I remember.

Fast forward 20 years later, and here I am at 27 feeling like that mischievous little girl again. Smelling this bottle brings me back to one of my favorite childhood memories of my dad. Not just my dad though, but my dad and my brother and myself. It’s amazing what one scent can do to your mood and your thoughts.

In addition to the Snow fragrance, I received Christmas Tree, Fireplace, and Log Cabin in the Holiday Collector’s Set. They all smell like what they sound like. I can’t have a real Christmas tree in my apartment building, and I can’t decorate the house for Christmas this year (we’re moving right before Christmas), so I’ve been spraying Christmas Tree all over the place, and it is wonderful.

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These are truly winter and Christmas scents that are comforting and nostalgic. I am very touched to be able to write about them, and I hope you enjoyed reading about them.


  • Kelly

    So sorry to hear about your loss. The holidays are really tough when you’ve lost someone so important to you. I lost my mom back in December 2007 and it’s always a tough thing to deal with not having her around for Christmas. hugs

    • Laura

      Hugs to you. I’m sorry about your mom. I hope you still have a good holiday. <3

  • Morochita hernandez

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    xoxo

    • Laura

      Thank you!!! I’ll check out your blog!! 🙂