Floral

Almond blossom smells like spring itself—delicate, powdery, and creamy with an almost almond-paste sweetness. Imagine walking beneath trees heavy with pale pink flowers on a warm April morning. There's a subtle nuttiness beneath the florality, reminiscent of marzipan or almond milk, blended with a whisper of honey and fresh laundry dried in sunshine. It's tender and slightly green, never heavy or cloying—more whisper than shout.

Floral

Heliotrope smells like vanilla-scented powder warmed by sunlight—imagine crushing sweet almond biscuits mixed with cherry liqueur, then dusting the result with talcum. It's gourmand but delicate, with a subtle almond-marzipan sweetness undercut by something floral yet creamy. There's a powdery, almost baby-soft quality that feels nostalgic, like opening an old beauty compact. It's neither purely floral nor purely edible; it exists in a dreamy middle ground, slightly intoxicating and comforting.