Oriental

Cashmere doesn't smell like the fabric itself—it's an olfactory illusion conjured by perfumers. It's primarily the sensation of extreme softness translated into scent: creamy, powdery, and almost edible. Imagine the warmth of skin after applying luxurious body lotion, mingled with almond milk, sandalwood, and a whisper of vanilla. There's a gentle sweetness without being cloying, plus an almost imperceptible muskiness that feels like a cashmere blanket wrapped around you. It's comforting, intimate, and utterly non-threatening—the olfactory equivalent of sinking into something impossibly plush.

Floral

Night-blooming jasmine smells like intoxicating sweetness with an almost indolic richness—imagine honeyed gardenia crossed with something more animalic and sensual. There's a creamy, almost fleshy quality to it, with whispers of coconut and ripe stone fruit. It's heavier and more voluptuous than day jasmine, with an unmistakable warmth that borders on powdery. If you've walked past a night garden in summer, that headily fragrant air clinging to your clothes captures it perfectly: deeply floral but with an underlying earthiness and a hint of something intriguingly bodily and human.