A new bonanza of fruit scents are far more sophisticated than the adolescent splashes of summers past. Let’s be honest about it: The desire to walk around smelling like a fruit basket is, at its core, an embarrassing one. It’s almost prelapsarian, this physical yearning to not only eat the ripe apple but also to rub it all over your skin. The smells of fruit flesh are, after all, some of the first alluring aromas we grasp. Children learn to distinguish between the milky scent of mashed banana and the sour zing of an orange wedge long before they ever engage with a flower. Fruits are, in essence, the primary colors of the fragrance wheel. With a few exceptions, their smells are easy and accessible: sugary and tart, creamy an...