Packing the First Bottle

 


The first time we packaged a bottle of Youthforic, it didn’t feel like a business win — it felt like sealing a piece of a dream. We sat on the floor surrounded by boxes, ribbon, and stickers, making sure every detail looked like the feeling the scent gave us: soft, warm, spontaneous, a little playful.

When we placed that first bottle inside its box, we paused. Months of late-night planning, scent testing, rejections, excitement, and a bit of chaos were all right there in our hands.

Youthforic wasn’t perfect — it was personal. And that’s exactly why we knew people would fall in love with it.

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