Citrus

Pear smells like biting into a ripe fruit on a sun-warmed afternoon—juicy, green, and gently sweet without cloying. It's lighter and more delicate than citrus, with a crisp, slightly floral character that sits somewhere between fresh apple and honeyed stone fruit. There's a subtle green leaf quality, almost like the stem and skin of the fruit. It feels clean and innocent, perhaps reminiscent of pear juice or those waxy pear sweets from childhood, but far more sophisticated and refined when isolated as a fragrance ingredient.

Floral

Turkish rose absolute is pure, concentrated rose at its most voluptuous and intoxicating. Imagine walking into a grand perfumery on a hot day—that honeyed, almost wine-like sweetness that catches in your throat. It's far richer than fresh rose petals; closer to the scent of crushed damask rose leaves left in the sun, with deep fruity undertones (blackcurrant, plum) and a whisper of spice. There's an almost animalic warmth beneath, slightly powdery, utterly sensual.