Rolling in Love

Rolling in Love is Pascal Gaurin's ode to indulgence, where tuberose sheds its typical greenhouse verdancy and instead drapes itself in nougat and marzipan. This is white florals reimagined through a patisserie window—the almond milk and pistachio don't merely accent the composition; they fundamentally transform the tuberose and rose into something edible, almost illicit in its sweetness. The ambrette seed absolute brings a musky, slightly grape-skin texture that prevents the gourmand elements from tipping into pure confection, whilst the orris concrete adds a lipstick-smooth, violet-tinged powderiness that recalls vintage French cosmetics. This isn't the tuberose of hot summer nights but rather something more intimate and cocooning, like cashmere dusted with icing sugar. The pink pepper provides just enough spike to stop proceedings from becoming soporific, though make no mistake—this fragrance is unabashedly plush. It's for those who find Dior's Hypnotic Poison too sharp, Tom Ford's Bitter Peach too citric, or who simply want their white florals served with a generous helping of praline. You'll find this on someone who wears silk pyjamas as daywear, who orders dessert first, who understands that subtlety is sometimes overrated. The tonka and vanilla amplify rather than temper, creating a skin scent that's both narcotic and strangely comforting—a floral gourmand that wears you as much as you wear it.