I like the smell of talcum powder. I don’t have any around. It’s been a really long time since I kept any here. But, I can remember the way it smells and how it can get everywhere and be quite a clean up job if it gets puffed out of it’s container.
Talc is the world’s softest rock used to make a variety of products including soap, fertilizers, antacids, cosmetics, and baby powder. There are lawsuits claiming talcum powder has caused cancer. Of course, everything causes cancer so don’t get too uptight about it all.
What do you think of when you smell talcum powder? No babies for me. My Mother used it but I didn’t. By that time disposable diapers were the accepted norm and those things only cause diaper rash if you leave them on too long after they are wet.
Talcum powder makes me think of hot, sticky thighs. Not a sexy thing actually. I tried talcum powder on my thighs in summer when they would rub together if I wore a skirt. It didn’t work so I usually wore pants. Burning thighs are not so sexy when it’s actual pain you’re talking about, unwelcome pain. Of course, if you are into pain, try wearing nylon stockings under a skirt and spend the day out walking somewhere. (I don’t know if people with very slender thighs would get the same mileage on that one).
What thoughts or memories does talcum powder bring you?