Cashmere Rose

Cashmere Rose unfolds as a whisper of lotus—clean, almost aquatic—before pivoting to soft peach that hovers between fruit and skin-warmth. The heart blooms briefly, then retreats into white musk, a creamy, almost invisible base that lingers close, turning the whole thing into something tender and intimate rather than floral or sweet. The progression feels less like announcing itself and more like dissolving into fabric.