Oriental

Omani frankincense smells like walking into an ancient temple at dawn. Imagine warm, slightly peppery resin with a honeyed undertone—reminiscent of burnt amber mixed with subtle lemon zest and a whisper of smoke. There's an almost medicinal clarity to it, like inhaling the steam from spiced tea, yet it remains deeply sensual and creamy. It's both austere and comforting, with a dry, woody quality that feels both mysterious and somehow familiar, as if you've encountered it in incense smoke drifting through a sacred space.

Woody

Virginia Cedar smells like walking into a freshly built wooden cabin on a crisp autumn morning. It's dry and warm, with pencil-shaving brightness—that distinctive scent you get when you sharpen a cedar pencil. Beneath lies a subtle spiciness and mild camphoraceous coolness, almost minty. There's a hint of resin and burnt wood smoke, tinged with earthiness. It's woody without being heavy, clean without being sharp—imagine aged timber that's been lightly sanded and left in dry air.