Woody

Ambergris smells like a warm, salty embrace—imagine the mineral sweetness of sea air mixed with subtle animalic musk, aged leather, and hints of vanilla. It's deeply sensual without being floral, with a slightly earthy, tobacco-like undertone. Pure ambergris is oddly comforting: like standing near driftwood on a beach at dusk, or opening an old wooden chest that's held precious things for decades. It has an almost medicinal cleanness beneath its richness—not harsh, but grounding and mysteriously intimate.

Woody

Imagine walking through damp earth after rain, then crushing dried autumn leaves in your hands. That's patchouli's essence: earthy, almost animalic, with a subtle sweetness lurking underneath. It smells vaguely like rich soil mixed with dried tobacco and a whisper of chocolate. There's a dark, slightly musty quality—think opening an antique wooden chest. It's grounding and intensely aromatic, never delicate. Fresh patchouli has peppery brightness; aged patchouli becomes deeper, warmer, almost leather-like.