Citrus

Raspberry smells like jammy sweetness with a bright, tart edge—imagine biting into a perfectly ripe berry where juice floods your mouth with natural sugar, then that tangy pinch hits your tongue. It's not overly fruity or artificial; rather, it's warm and slightly honeyed, with a whisper of green leafiness underneath. There's an almost candied quality, like raspberry preserves warming on a shelf, mixed with the fresh snap of berries at a summer market. It's simultaneously juicy and delicate, never heavy.

Floral

White peony smells like a whisper rather than a shout—delicate and powdery, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of fresh cream and honeyed almond. There's a subtle green undertone, like the stem and leaves you'd brush against picking the flower. Imagine stepping into a garden after rain, where soft floral sweetness mingles with a barely-there peppery spice. It's innocent yet sensual, never heavy—more like the ghost of a flower than the flower itself.