Woody

Imagine warm, creamy milk infused with sandalwood timber—that's Mysore sandalwood. It smells like polished wooden furniture with a buttery, almost vanilla-like sweetness underneath. There's a subtle creaminess reminiscent of coconut milk, yet it remains deeply woody and earthy. Unlike harsh woods that feel austere, this unfolds like expensive silk against skin: soft, slightly powdery, with a faint hint of incense smoke. It's the olfactory equivalent of aged cedarwood that's been left in a spice cabinet.

Floral

Tunisian orange blossom smells like walking through a Mediterranean orchard in spring—delicate yet intoxicating, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of honeyed almond milk. It's floral without being perfumey; imagine the bitter-almond whisper of neroli (orange tree flowers) wrapped in soft, powdery warmth, almost like inhaling the steam from a cup of chamomile tea laced with a touch of vanilla. There's a subtle spice lurking beneath, a whisper of clove and honey that feels both innocent and deeply sensual.