Green

Rosemary smells like standing in a sun-baked Mediterranean herb garden on a hot afternoon. It's intensely herbaceous and peppery, with a sharp, almost minty bite that clears your sinuses. There's an underlying woodiness—imagine crushing fresh sprigs between your fingers and catching that piney, slightly resinous exhale. It's green in the most literal sense: fresh, slightly bitter, and vaguely medicinal, like the smell of a high-street chemist mixed with a country kitchen.

Floral

Tunisian orange blossom smells like walking through a Mediterranean orchard in spring—delicate yet intoxicating, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of honeyed almond milk. It's floral without being perfumey; imagine the bitter-almond whisper of neroli (orange tree flowers) wrapped in soft, powdery warmth, almost like inhaling the steam from a cup of chamomile tea laced with a touch of vanilla. There's a subtle spice lurking beneath, a whisper of clove and honey that feels both innocent and deeply sensual.