Splendid Attars
December 7, 2025 at 06:29 PM
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If you’ve sworn off fruity florals because they turn into dessert on your skin, hear me out. Lucien Ferrero just slipped a small rebellion into his Anthologie line with Rose Abricot. This isn’t a macaron-shop rose. It’s the smell of peach fuzz on your wrist after you’ve handled market fruit, then buried your nose in a sun-warmed bouquet. Soft, yes. Sweet, not really.
On me, the opening is all apricot skin and pithy brightness, more nectar than jam. The rose rises almost immediately, not jammy and not tea-thin either. Think silken petals with a faint shadow, like an osmanthus-adjacent suede nuance that keeps it from going bridal. There’s a gentle musky hum and a clean, pale-wood scaffold that gives the composition posture. I kept waiting for the sugar bomb. It never came.
Performance check. Sillage sits in that chic, close aura I want for real life, not just for Instagram. Longevity was a steady 7 hours on my skin, with the apricot slowly sinking into a rosy-musk haze that felt like satin lining rather than frosting. Seasonality is the best part. I’d wear this in July without fear and in January when I need light.
Where it lands in the rose universe. If Guerlain Nahema is your operatic rose-peach and Parfums de Marly Delina your lychee-tart crowd pleaser, Rose Abricot is the minimalist’s stone-fruit rose. Cleaner lines, fewer exclamation points, more intimacy. It’s closer to a skin-scented rose than a gala entrance, and that’s the point.
Who will love it:
There’s a particular confidence in choosing a rose that doesn’t shout. Anthologie Rose Abricot feels like a white shirt with perfect tailoring and no logo. I wore it to coffee, to a late meeting, and on a solo walk where I caught whiffs of that apricot-petal glow and smiled at no one in particular. If your rotation needs a rose that’s wearable in every season but refuses to be basic, this is the one to test.
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Published: December 7, 2025 at 06:29 PM