Floral

Lavender smells like a sun-warmed herb garden on a Provençal hillside—fresh, slightly sweet, with a delicate pepperiness underneath. It's clean without being soapy, herbaceous without being medicinal, and carries whispers of honey and hay. Imagine crushing fresh lavender stems between your fingers: there's that bright, green sharpness, but also a soft, almost powdery warmth that lingers. It's utterly calming yet somehow sophisticated, neither heavy nor fleeting.

Citrus

Maninka fruit smells like a sun-warmed mandarin crossed with something slightly exotic and honeyed. Imagine biting into a ripe tangerine on a humid afternoon—bright citrus bursts forth, but there's an underlying sweetness that feels almost creamy, like dried apricots or persimmon flesh. It's citrus, yes, but softer and rounder than lemon or grapefruit, with a gentle, almost gourmand quality that lingers warmly rather than sparkling sharply. The aroma feels almost caramel-touched, as if the fruit has been kissed by sun and time.