I love the 80s part deux...
Even though it makes me cringe to remember how high my hair once was, the smell of Aussie Sprunch Spray makes me feel nostalgic in a good way. It reminds me of a this long-haired guitar player I had a thing for when I was 15 who said my hair smelled like purple bubble gum (that sprunch spray did have a grape-y smell) right before he kissed me.
I think I still have my ripped up jeans that I used to wear with leopard spandex underneath. And the off-the-shoulder sweater. And the studded leather hip belt. I might just put it all on this weekend and roll around in the memories for a while.