Those Roses are strong, grown-up roses with a bitter undertone, with or without incense. This category includes Czech & Speake No. 88 and Dark Rose, Tauer's Incense Rose, and several others that my nose, though perhaps no one else's, groups together. Perfume freaks adore these things and I want to be a proper perfume freak! But I can't, in this. The only one that I can comfortably wear is Eau d'Italie's Paestum Rose.
It's the often-citron-like bitterness I just can't get past. I don't demand that my rose be sweet or fruity or woody, but I just can't like it with that particular bitter note. Maybe it's because it's almost a food note, and roses and food don't combine for me? Maybe it's because I'm just too trained to expect sweetness, or, at the most challenging, tartness, to accompany a rose?
I'll be waiting this one out all day, to see if I can acquire the taste. But I don't really anticipate that I'll be returning with an epiphany.
Review Roundup: Now Smell This and Emergency Backpack and Bois de Jasmin and Perfume-Smellin' Things and Sweet Diva and PeredePierre and Perfume Posse.