Citrus

Orange absolute smells nothing like the bright, sharp bite of fresh orange juice. Instead, imagine biting into an overripe orange left in the sun—deeply sweet, almost candied, with a velvety richness reminiscent of marmalade or candied peel. There's an underlying animalic warmth, almost creamy, like orange blossom honey mixed with worn leather. It's honeyed rather than citrusy in the traditional sense, with subtle woody undertones that feel almost narcotic.

Floral

Violet smells like powdered sweetness with an almost creamy, slightly spicy undertone—imagine the delicate petals of a garden violet crushed between your fingers, mixed with a hint of almond and dry hay. It's softer than a rose, with a whisper of green leafiness beneath. There's something almost edible about it, reminiscent of violet sweets or the faint perfume of talcum powder. The scent is gentle and nostalgic, neither purely floral nor purely sweet, creating an impression that's both aristocratic and intimate.