Citrus

Sicilian mandarin orange is pure, uncomplicated sunshine in scent form. Imagine peeling a warm mandarin on a Mediterranean afternoon—it's sweeter and softer than sharp lemon, with honeyed undertones and a delicate floral whisper. There's an almost creamy roundness to it, lacking the metallic bite of grapefruit. It smells like happiness distilled: bright, gentle, slightly fruity-candy-like, with subtle green leafiness that prevents it from becoming cloying. It's the fragrance equivalent of biting into sun-warmed fruit.

Floral

Violet smells like powdered sweetness with an almost creamy, slightly spicy undertone—imagine the delicate petals of a garden violet crushed between your fingers, mixed with a hint of almond and dry hay. It's softer than a rose, with a whisper of green leafiness beneath. There's something almost edible about it, reminiscent of violet sweets or the faint perfume of talcum powder. The scent is gentle and nostalgic, neither purely floral nor purely sweet, creating an impression that's both aristocratic and intimate.