Floral

Osmanthus absolute is like walking through a Chinese garden at dusk—honeyed and delicate, yet with an almost fruity brightness. Imagine the sweetness of ripe apricots crossed with fresh honey, tinged with a subtle almond-like creaminess. It's floral without being heady or perfume-counter obvious; rather, it smells like actual flowers you'd want to bury your face in. There's a gentle, slightly powdery warmth underneath, reminiscent of dried fruit or warm amber, making it feel simultaneously sophisticated and comforting.

Oriental

Tolu balm smells like walking into a candlelit room after someone's been baking spiced biscuits. Imagine warm vanilla cream threaded with cinnamon, clove, and a whisper of leather—almost medicinal in its richness, but decidedly comforting. There's an amber-like sweetness that feels honeyed and slightly resinous, with underlying notes reminiscent of old wood or aged parchment. It's the olfactory equivalent of wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket on an autumn evening.