Citrus

Peach smells like biting into sun-warmed fruit—fuzzy skin and all. There's a gentle sweetness, almost creamy, paired with a whisper of tartness that makes your mouth water. It's softer than citrus, less sharp; imagine the honeyed warmth of apricot jam mixed with fresh stone fruit, with an ever-so-slight floral undertone. Natural peach is dappled with subtle woody notes that ground the sweetness, creating something genuinely fruity rather than candy-like.

Floral

Rose smells like romance bottled. Imagine walking through a garden after rain—that's the green, slightly damp quality. Then there's the sweetness: honeyed, sometimes with a whisper of spice and subtle fruit notes. Depending on the variety, you might detect hints of honey, jam, or even a peppery warmth. It's never cloying if it's genuine; there's an elegant complexity, a velvety depth that makes you want to inhale again.