Citrus

Italian bergamot smells like someone's just peeled a fresh orange in bright sunlight—but with a crucial twist. It's sweeter and more floral than regular citrus, almost creamy, with a subtle spiced edge underneath. There's a delicate bitterness too, like biting into the white pith of the fruit. Imagine honeyed sunshine with a whisper of jasmine and a peppery finish. It's citrus that feels luxurious rather than purely zesty—less "cleaning product," more "Italian Riviera morning."

Floral

Jasminum grandiflorum absolute smells like stepping into a moonlit garden at midnight. It's intensely floral yet creamy—imagine honey-sweetened white flowers mixed with a subtle earthiness and a whisper of indole (that slightly animalic, almost fecal undertone that lends sophistication). There's an intoxicating richness here, almost narcotic, with soft fruity notes reminiscent of ripe peaches and a delicate spice. It's the fragrance equivalent of velvet against skin: luxurious, enveloping, impossible to ignore.