Floral

Lily-of-the-valley smells like springtime captured in a bottle—delicate, almost ethereal, with a waxy, slightly honeyed sweetness. Imagine walking through a shaded woodland garden after rain, where tiny white bell-shaped flowers release a soft, green-tinged floral that's both innocent and mysteriously sensual. There's a creamy, almost soapy quality, reminiscent of lily pollen and fresh laundry dried in the sun, with whispers of pale fruit underneath. It's tender rather than heady, whispering rather than shouting.

Floral

Orris root smells like powdered iris flowers left to dry in a sunlit linen cupboard—delicate, almost chalky, with a whisper of violet and a faint woody earthiness underneath. Imagine freshly ironed fabric with a dusting of talcum powder and a subtle sweetness reminiscent of old-fashioned face powder or the gentle floral smell of a grandmother's dressing table. It's refined and slightly peppery, never heavy or cloying; instead it feels airy and intimate.