Citrus

Bergamot smells like someone's just peeled a ripe orange in bright morning sunlight—that initial burst of citrus sweetness combined with something distinctly floral and almost tea-like. It's lighter and more delicate than lemon or grapefruit, with a subtle bittersweet edge and a powdery, slightly herbaceous undertone that lingers. Imagine Earl Grey tea without the tannins, mixed with candied orange peel and a whisper of honeyed florals. It's simultaneously fresh and warm, crisp yet creamy.

Floral

Indian Jasmine is intoxicatingly heady and creamy, with an almost narcotic sweetness that feels both floral and slightly animalic. Imagine the thick, honeyed perfume of night-blooming flowers at dusk—creamy and sensual with whispers of indole (that slightly fecal, bodily warmth found in true jasmine). It's less delicate than you'd expect; rather, it's lush, generous, and slightly powdery, like walking through a moonlit garden where the flowers have become almost edible. There's a touch of silk and warmth beneath the sweetness.