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.

Woody

Vetiver smells like freshly turned earth after rainfall, mixed with dry hay and a whisper of smoke. Imagine walking through a sun-baked field where roots and soil still hold morning dew—that's the grounding, slightly dusty quality you'll encounter. There's an almost savoury, mineral-like character, with hints of cedarwood and green tea. It's simultaneously earthy and arid, never sweet, with a faint green-wood quality that feels both calming and deeply natural. Think of it as the scent of resilience and stability in olfactory form.