Floral

Lily-of-the-valley smells like springtime captured in a bottle—delicate, almost ethereal, with a waxy, slightly honeyed sweetness. Imagine walking through a shaded woodland garden after rain, where tiny white bell-shaped flowers release a soft, green-tinged floral that's both innocent and mysteriously sensual. There's a creamy, almost soapy quality, reminiscent of lily pollen and fresh laundry dried in the sun, with whispers of pale fruit underneath. It's tender rather than heady, whispering rather than shouting.

Woody

Vetiver smells like freshly turned earth after rainfall, mixed with dry hay and a whisper of smoke. Imagine walking through a sun-baked field where roots and soil still hold morning dew—that's the grounding, slightly dusty quality you'll encounter. There's an almost savoury, mineral-like character, with hints of cedarwood and green tea. It's simultaneously earthy and arid, never sweet, with a faint green-wood quality that feels both calming and deeply natural. Think of it as the scent of resilience and stability in olfactory form.