Woody

Ambreine smells like the warm, slightly salty heart of amber itself—that mysterious substance that washes ashore. Imagine walking past a driftwood bonfire on a beach at dusk: there's a creamy, almost buttery softness beneath hints of sea salt and resin. It's deeply woody yet strangely gourmand, with a gentle animalic undertone reminiscent of skin musk or aged leather. The overall effect is profoundly comforting and sensual, like wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket by a fireplace.

Woody

Rosewood smells like walking through a freshly sanded furniture workshop—warm, creamy, and gently sweet, but distinctly wooden rather than floral. Imagine the aroma of a pencil shaving mixed with subtle cinnamon warmth and a whisper of something almost creamy, like sandalwood's mellower cousin. It's soft and approachable, lacking harshness; rather like inhaling the scent of polished mahogany with a touch of honeyed spice underneath. There's an inherent smoothness that feels both elegant and grounding.