Woody

Paraguayan guaiac wood smells like a sacred temple carved from ancient timber. Imagine warm, resinous smoke curling through a darkened wooden chapel—there's a austere, almost medicinal quality beneath the richness. It's simultaneously bittersweet: like burnt leather mixed with incense, with a subtle floral undertone that prevents it from becoming too austere. The overall effect is profoundly grounding, evoking the interior of old wooden furniture that's absorbed decades of history, combined with the faint sweetness of beeswax and aged amber.

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.