Floral

Red rose smells like the inside of a velvet jewellery box—honeyed yet slightly green, with a powdery sweetness reminiscent of dried petals and old perfume bottles. There's a subtle spice underneath, almost peppery, mixed with a delicate green leafiness from the stem. Unlike fresh-cut roses (which smell surprisingly subtle and watery), a concentrated red rose note is rich and complex, like walking into a Victorian garden where blooms have been baking in afternoon sun. It's simultaneously soft and assertive—never truly delicate, always memorable.

Spicy

Saffron smells like warm honey touched by smoke, with an underlying earthiness reminiscent of dried autumn leaves. Imagine the aroma of golden turmeric, but more refined and mysteriously bitter—think of expensive spice markets where threads of crimson-gold sit in wooden bowls. There's a subtle animalic quality, almost leathery, paired with a faint metallic sweetness. It's intoxicating rather than fresh, wrapping around you like cashmere warmed by sunlight.