The smell of church is for me the smell of chrysanthemums: of reliable, long-lasting blooms available all year for a reasonable price.
Some of them are absolutely magnificent, fit for an empress (or even a god):
Sketch of chrysanthemums by Bakusen Tsuchida
and some are full of a simpler lightness and joy:
photo by Rob Hille
But their name. Chrysanthemum...
Could anything sound stuffier, or more staid?
Cruelty to flowers, I call it.
Word Not To Use Today (except that unfortunately I don't know of any alternative, rats) chrysanthemum. This word is the Latin for marigold, from the Greek khrusanthemon, from khrusos, gold, plus anthemon, flower.