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.

Green

Moroccan chamomile smells like stepping into a sun-drenched herb garden after a gentle rain. Imagine crushed green apple skin mixed with freshly mown hay, then soften it with delicate floral whispers—almost like pressed flowers between book pages. There's an earthy, slightly peppery undertone, almost mineral-like, reminiscent of breathing in deeply over fresh chamomile tea, but greener and more herbaceous than the dried version you'd steep. It's simultaneously soothing and invigorating, with an unexpected brightness that feels cooling on the skin.