Floral

Imagine walking through an English cottage garden on a dewy morning in late spring—that's May rose absolute. It smells intensely floral, almost intoxicating, with a deep, honeyed richness far more complex than a fresh-cut rose. There's a subtle fruitiness underneath (like dried apricots), a whisper of spice, and an almost creamy, indolic warmth that feels slightly green and slightly animalic. It's opulent and slightly heady—the smell of petals that have been slowly warming in the sun.

Spicy

Pink pepper smells nothing like table pepper—it's far more refined and surprising. Imagine biting into a fresh red berry, then discovering a subtle peppery tingle on your tongue that fades to a delicate floral warmth. There's a bright, almost citrusy sharpness upfront, followed by a soft spiciness reminiscent of ground cinnamon or clove, but gentler, more elegant. It's peppery without heat, fruity without sweetness—think of crushed pink peppercorns dusted over rose petals.