Good enough to eat

On the way home from the store I notice that I'm smelling something absolutely wonderful. Is it the groceries I picked up? Nope, nothing particularly fragrant in that bag, yet the smell is most certainly not something which was in the car on the way there. . . It isn't until later that evening that I realize I have been breathing in and enjoying the fragrance on the back of my hand--I'd tried a lotion at the store, thought the smell was a little overwhelming and thought no more of it. Now I'm trying to figure out if it would be okay for me to smell overpoweringly of milk and honey all the time.