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.

Floral

Tuberose absolute is intoxicatingly creamy and indolic—imagine the headiness of gardenias crossed with coconut cream, powdered almond, and a whisper of something animalic and slightly funky. It's honeyed but not fruity, with an almost meaty richness underneath. Fresh tuberose smells like standing downwind from a garden at dusk; the absolute—the concentrated extract—amplifies this into something utterly sensual and slightly overwhelming, like breathing in flowers so fragrant they feel almost edible.