Woody

Resins smell like the amber-golden aftermath of a forest fire—warm, slightly sticky, deeply comforting. Imagine inhaling the scent of a church's incense, but earthier: there's honeyed sweetness mixed with subtle bitterness, a whiff of burnt wood and smoky vanilla. It's like pressing your nose against aged leather that's been warmed in sunlight, with an almost medicinal undertone. The aroma clings to your skin and clothes, leaving a lingering, almost resinous residue in the air.

Woody

Vetiver smells like freshly turned earth after rainfall, mixed with dry hay and a whisper of smoke. Imagine walking through a sun-baked field where roots and soil still hold morning dew—that's the grounding, slightly dusty quality you'll encounter. There's an almost savoury, mineral-like character, with hints of cedarwood and green tea. It's simultaneously earthy and arid, never sweet, with a faint green-wood quality that feels both calming and deeply natural. Think of it as the scent of resilience and stability in olfactory form.