Citrus

Red mandarin orange smells like biting into a sun-warmed fruit on a Mediterranean afternoon—sweet, juicy, and radiating warmth rather than the sharp bite of lemon. It's softer and rounder than regular orange, with honeyed undertones and a creamy floral whisper beneath the zesty top note. There's an almost powdery quality, like the dusty bloom on freshly picked fruit, mixed with subtle woody undertones that prevent it from being purely sugary. It feels nostalgic—like marmalade, candied peel, and childhood sweets.

Floral

Rose absolute smells like walking into a florist's shop on a warm afternoon—intensely floral, honeyed, and almost intoxicating. It's far richer and more opulent than fresh rose petals; imagine the deepest, most concentrated essence of a velvety red rose with layers of honey, dried fruits, and a whisper of green earthiness. There's an almost spicy warmth beneath the sweetness, with faint notes of leather and tea. It's simultaneously elegant and sensual, never delicate—this is the perfume equivalent of a full-bodied red wine.