Smoky & Earthy

Birch tar smells like charred wood smoke mingled with burnt rubber and leather—think of a blacksmith's workshop or a bonfire that's been smouldering for hours. It carries an almost medicinal, slightly acrid quality, with whispers of earthiness and creosote (that distinctive smell of old railway sleepers). Rather than pleasant alone, it's an arresting, austere scent that commands attention—smoky, slightly dry, with an undertone of something both ancient and industrial. It's undeniably masculine and rather forbidding.

Oriental

Frankincense smells like walking into an ancient temple during incense ceremony—warm, slightly woody, with a subtle sweetness reminiscent of honey and old paper. There's a peppery, almost medicinal sharpness underneath, like the smell of a spice bazaar, combined with a dry, resinous warmth comparable to burning cedar wood. It's slightly creamy and balsamic, with whispers of citrus and pine. Imagine inhaling the aroma from inside a leather-bound antique book left in sunshine—that complexity and depth.