Woody

Amber smells like warmth itself has been bottled. Imagine sun-baked resin, honey left out on a hot day, and the comforting scent of your skin after lying on a warm blanket. There's sweetness here—almost vanilla-like—but deeper, earthier, with hints of powdered spices and the faint smokiness of incense. It's simultaneously creamy and slightly bitter, like caramelised sugar with a woody undertone. It wraps around you like cashmere, never sharp or jarring.

Woody

Malayan oud smells like dark, resinous wood that's been slowly burning in an ancient temple—imagine the depth of wet earth after rain, threaded with bitter leather and a whisper of smoke. There's an animalic warmth beneath, almost creamy, like the inside of a leather jacket worn for decades. It's simultaneously woody and animalic, with a slight medicinal edge that catches in your nostrils. The scent feels heavy, grounding, profoundly grown-up—nothing sharp or bright.