Floral

Peach blossom smells nothing like the fruit itself—it's far more delicate and ethereal. Imagine stepping into an orchard on a spring morning: soft, powdery, with a whisper of almond and honey. There's a gentle sweetness reminiscent of baby powder or white musk, combined with a faint green freshness, almost like crushed green leaves. It's romantic without being cloying, feminine without being heavy—closer to the scent of a bride's bouquet than anything you'd eat.

Woody

Sandalwood smells like warm, creamy silk wrapped around your skin on a cool evening. Imagine the subtle sweetness of vanilla mixed with a gentle spice—almost peppery—alongside a soft, almost powdery dryness. There's a faint milky quality, like almond paste or coconut cream, but not fruity. It's deeply comforting, never sharp or aggressive; rather, it unfolds slowly, like the smell of an old wooden jewellery box lined with fabric, releasing its aroma only when you lean in close. Grounding and intimate.