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.

Oriental

Yemenite frankincense smells like walking into a sacred space—imagine the warmth of honey and amber, threaded through with sharp, almost peppery clarity that catches the back of your nose. There's an austere, slightly woody dryness beneath (like aged paper or old church pews), yet it carries an unexpected sweetness: honeyed resin catching sunlight. It's simultaneously ancient and luminous, with a subtle medicinal edge that feels both grounding and transcendent. Not floral or fruity—purely aromatic and deeply contemplative.