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.

Citrus

Prunol smells like a juicy plum that's been kissed by sunshine—simultaneously fruity and slightly floral, with a warm, almost honeyed sweetness underneath. Imagine biting into ripe, purple fruit with soft skin, then that subtle almond-like quality that emerges from the stone. There's a velvety texture to it, less sharp than citrus typically is, more like the fleshy, indulgent part of the fruit rather than the bright zest. It carries whispers of rose petals and honey, making it feel almost creamy on the olfactory palate.