Sakura

By the editors · 2 min readJasmine and rose open together, jasmine’s indolic lift sharpening rose’s lemon-edged petals into a bright, soap-clean floral haze. Within minutes black currant’s tart bud runs underneath, its green-cassis bite tinting the rose a translucent magenta while peony adds a cool, aqueous puff that keeps the heart airy rather than jammy. The fruit-floral accord stays crisp, never sweet, until a pale white musk settles close to skin, polishing the petals to a matte, laundry-soft finish that smells like freshly ironed linen that once held rosewater. Projection stays polite, a skin-to-arm’s-length whisper perfect for office days or spring picnics when you want the suggestion of flowers without announcing them.