New York NYC

Crisp apple cuts through the opening of New York NYC, sharp and green against skin. Rose petals and jasmine unfold in the heart, their floral sweetness deepened by a second wave of red apple—tart, almost candied. Lilac adds a whisper of powder, lotus a cool, aquatic drift. The base settles into caramel and candy apple, their sticky sweetness softened by white musk and vanilla that dry to a pale, skin-scent warmth, leaving only a faint sugar-dusted finish on the wrists.