Woody

Evernyl smells like weathered cedarwood that's been aged in a warm attic—dry, slightly powdery, with a soft woody sweetness. Imagine the scent of pencil shavings mixed with old paper, a hint of amber resin, and the faintest whisper of vanilla. It's woody without harshness, more like inhaling the gentle warmth from polished wooden furniture than fresh-hewn timber. There's an almost skin-like quality to it—warm, intimate, and deeply comforting.

Floral

Lavender smells like a sun-warmed herb garden on a Provençal hillside—fresh, slightly sweet, with a delicate pepperiness underneath. It's clean without being soapy, herbaceous without being medicinal, and carries whispers of honey and hay. Imagine crushing fresh lavender stems between your fingers: there's that bright, green sharpness, but also a soft, almost powdery warmth that lingers. It's utterly calming yet somehow sophisticated, neither heavy nor fleeting.