Woody

Imagine walking through damp earth after rain, then crushing dried autumn leaves in your hands. That's patchouli's essence: earthy, almost animalic, with a subtle sweetness lurking underneath. It smells vaguely like rich soil mixed with dried tobacco and a whisper of chocolate. There's a dark, slightly musty quality—think opening an antique wooden chest. It's grounding and intensely aromatic, never delicate. Fresh patchouli has peppery brightness; aged patchouli becomes deeper, warmer, almost leather-like.

Citrus

Pomarose® smells like biting into a sun-warmed pomegranate with a whisper of rose petals tucked inside. Imagine tart, juicy fruit—think pomegranate's bright acidity and slight berry depth—softened by a delicate floral sweetness that's more sophisticated than powdery. It's neither purely fruity nor purely floral; instead, it occupies that luminous middle ground where citrus meets stone fruit meets a hint of perfumed elegance. Fresh, slightly tart, with an almost creamy undertone.