Green

Broom smells like freshly mown grass mixed with something slightly peppery and herbaceous, with an almost almond-like sweetness lurking beneath. Imagine walking through a sun-warmed meadow after rain, where wild shrubs release their green juices into the air. It's crisp and airy, with a hint of hay and something distinctly vegetal—not quite floral, more like the green snap you'd get from crushing fresh stems between your fingers. There's a whisper of bitterness too, like biting into green tomato skin.

Floral

Tunisian orange blossom smells like walking through a Mediterranean orchard in spring—delicate yet intoxicating, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of honeyed almond milk. It's floral without being perfumey; imagine the bitter-almond whisper of neroli (orange tree flowers) wrapped in soft, powdery warmth, almost like inhaling the steam from a cup of chamomile tea laced with a touch of vanilla. There's a subtle spice lurking beneath, a whisper of clove and honey that feels both innocent and deeply sensual.