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.

Woody

Rosewood smells like walking through a freshly sanded furniture workshop—warm, creamy, and gently sweet, but distinctly wooden rather than floral. Imagine the aroma of a pencil shaving mixed with subtle cinnamon warmth and a whisper of something almost creamy, like sandalwood's mellower cousin. It's soft and approachable, lacking harshness; rather like inhaling the scent of polished mahogany with a touch of honeyed spice underneath. There's an inherent smoothness that feels both elegant and grounding.