When I met my now-wife, she worked at Five Guys. Every workday she'd come home smelling like burgers and ketchup. I have a pretty limited sense of smell, so I enjoy most (but not universally all) things I can smell. That these were the smell of food I enjoyed also helped. I kinda miss those times, though she's much happier no longer working that job.

I don't know how I smelled. Hopefully not unpleasant.

You don't have to sell me on her I already wanted to motorboat them titties and other things less objectifying but primarily the motorboating thing because I have only been acquaintanted with her by sight atm

That smell when you leave the cloths in the wash too long. Mildew ass white people