Floral

Neroli smells like a luminous, almost intoxicating burst of fresh orange blossom—imagine pressing your face into a fragrant white flower on a Mediterranean spring morning. It's honeyed and delicate, yet surprisingly bright and slightly bitter, with a creamy, almost soapy undertone. There's a green, slightly peppery edge that prevents it from being purely sweet. It's the scent of a sun-warmed Seville orange grove in full bloom, honeyed yet crisp, floral yet citrusy.

Floral

Orange blossom smells like wedding day innocence—delicate, honeyed, and sweetly intoxicating. Imagine stepping into a Mediterranean grove where bitter orange trees are in full bloom: there's a creamy, almost waxy floral sweetness reminiscent of jasmine, but airier and less heady. It carries subtle citrus whispers (the ghost of orange peel) beneath layers of creamy butter and almond milk. There's something both ethereal and sensual about it—less heavy than gardenia, more refined than rose, with a green, slightly bitter edge that keeps it from being cloying.