Fresh

Talcum smells like the powdery softness of a baby's skin after a fresh bath—clean, almost translucent, with a whisper of mineral coolness. Imagine freshly laundered cotton dusted with talc powder, or the airy warmth of your grandmother's dressing table. It's weightless and soothing, reminiscent of freshly pressed linen and the gentle sweetness of rice powder. There's no sharp edge—only an enveloping, skin-like softness that feels innocent and intimate.

Floral

Wisteria smells like a spring garden caught between sweetness and restraint. Imagine walking beneath cascading violet-blue flowers on a warm afternoon—you'll encounter a delicate floral sweetness with powdery, slightly soapy undertones and a whisper of green, almost aldehydic freshness. It's softer than jasmine, less heady than gardenia, with an ephemeral quality that feels both innocent and subtly melancholic, like the scent dissolving before you've fully grasped it.