For the past few nights, I have sat in my room watching Doctor Who or crocheting or doing whatever I fancy doing at one in the morning. I have also strongly smelt the scent of Bubble Tape.
Anyone who chewed this once newfangled bubblegum of the 1990’s knows that it was covered by a powdery residue (I don’t think anyone really knows why) and had a distinct scent. I can’t describe what it was exactly; all I can suggest is that you visit your local corner drugstore and purchase a roll.
I think I have figured out why my bedroom seems to be filled with the aroma of Bubble Tape. My perfume, after my skin has absorbed it during the day, mixes with the oils of my skin (I guess…?) and exudes the scent. I’m completely serious – my arm smells like a roll of Bubble Tape. It’s mind-blowing, but rather pleasant and nostalgic.
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