When I was growing up, dusting power was a thing. It was a Fancy World thing --- something you gave at Sunday School Christmas gift swap, or to the woman who took care of you in the summers. The plastic canisters of powder were all kinds of pretty colors, with soft and fluffy puffs to match. It just all seemed very grown-up. Several years ago, I thought about dusting powders again, took to the Internet to find some, and got basically zilch. But then I started thinking about another thing from my childhood: my mother's White Shoulders perfume. It was the only perfume she ever had, so that was my Grown-Up-Woman-Smell. (I am easily and powerfully triggered by scents. Anybody else?) Went to Amazon not too long ago to look for White Shoulders, and found not only the perfume but, yes! Dusting powder! I got them both, screwing up my budget, but I'm happy and all smooth. Back to the woman who kept me during the summers....