Woody

Black amber smells like warm darkness wrapped in leather and smoke. Imagine the interior of an old library after hours—leather-bound books, aged wood, and a whisper of something resinous burning in the distance. There's an animalic richness, almost like worn suede that's absorbed decades of human warmth. It's heavier than typical amber notes, with an earthy, almost medicinal undertone reminiscent of vetiver or patchouli, yet smoother and more mysterious. Not sharp or bright; instead, it's a deep, enveloping scent that clings to skin.

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.