Woody

Nepalese oud smells like walking into an ancient temple after incense has burned for hours—smoky, resinous, and deeply earthy. Imagine aged leather mixed with burnt wood, a touch of animalic musk, and something almost medicinal, like camphor or aged tobacco. It's warm and slightly bitter, with an underlying sweetness reminiscent of honey or molasses. The scent has a velvety thickness to it, coating your senses like smoke clinging to fabric. It's simultaneously comforting and slightly imposing—definitely not a fresh, cheerful smell.

Floral

Rose smells like romance bottled. Imagine walking through a garden after rain—that's the green, slightly damp quality. Then there's the sweetness: honeyed, sometimes with a whisper of spice and subtle fruit notes. Depending on the variety, you might detect hints of honey, jam, or even a peppery warmth. It's never cloying if it's genuine; there's an elegant complexity, a velvety depth that makes you want to inhale again.