by Rogue Perfumery
Flos Mortis Rogue presents a deliberately challenging and atmospheric interpretation of tuberose, centered around raw, indolic floral notes that evolve into a leather and fruit-laden drydown. The opening is sharp and camphorous, resembling cherry cough syrup or mothballs, which some find offensive or reminiscent of stale textiles, while others appreciate its bold, artistic intensity. Over time, the scent settles into a richer, more balanced composition featuring a succulent blend of jasmine, red currant, osmanthus, and leather—resulting in a dense, opulent, indolic floral with a hint of rubbery animalic depth. Though the longevity is moderate rather than exceptional, the sillage remains modest, and the fragrance makes a strong impression even if it doesn’t project far. Some feel the drydown is underdeveloped or thin, while others celebrate it as an original, unyielding exploration of white florals that feels more curated than chaotic.