Floral

Champaca flower smells like a honeyed, creamy magnolia with tropical warmth—imagine stepping into a humid garden where sweet vanilla and butter meet delicate fruity notes, almost like overripe peach skin. There's an intoxicating richness reminiscent of expensive coconut milk or the inside of a vanilla pod, paired with subtle spice and a whisper of narcissus. It's opulent without being cloying: creamy indulgence wrapped in silk.

Woody

Resins smell like the amber-golden aftermath of a forest fire—warm, slightly sticky, deeply comforting. Imagine inhaling the scent of a church's incense, but earthier: there's honeyed sweetness mixed with subtle bitterness, a whiff of burnt wood and smoky vanilla. It's like pressing your nose against aged leather that's been warmed in sunlight, with an almost medicinal undertone. The aroma clings to your skin and clothes, leaving a lingering, almost resinous residue in the air.