Floral

Jasmine smells like honeyed sweetness wrapped in creamy silk. Imagine walking past a night-blooming garden after rain—you'll catch something intoxicating, almost indolic, with a touch of powder and subtle green leafiness. It's floral without being shrill; sensual without being cloying. There's a faint animalic warmth underneath, vaguely reminiscent of skin musk. The scent hovers between sophisticated perfume counter elegance and heady midnight romance—simultaneously delicate and deeply seductive.

Floral

Pear blossom smells like spring condensed into a single breath—delicate and ethereal, with a subtle sweetness that's never cloying. Imagine the precise moment you walk through an orchard when the trees are flowering: there's a whisper of green freshness reminiscent of crushed leaves, a hint of honeyed nectar, and an almost creamy, waxy quality that recalls the soft petals themselves. It's floral without being heavy, more airy than a rose, with a faint fruity undertone that suggests the promise of the fruit to come—never the fruit itself, but its shy, fragrant prelude.