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

White peony smells like a whisper rather than a shout—delicate and powdery, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of fresh cream and honeyed almond. There's a subtle green undertone, like the stem and leaves you'd brush against picking the flower. Imagine stepping into a garden after rain, where soft floral sweetness mingles with a barely-there peppery spice. It's innocent yet sensual, never heavy—more like the ghost of a flower than the flower itself.