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.

Floral

Turkish Rose smells like walking through a sun-warmed garden after rain—intensely floral, with a slightly spiced, almost peppery undertone that sets it apart from delicate rose notes. Imagine crushed rose petals mixed with honey and a whisper of cloves; it's rich and full-bodied, neither cloying nor thin. There's an almost wine-like warmth to it, slightly animalic and earthy, as if you've buried your face in a bouquet of the most mature, voluptuous blooms imaginable. It feels luxurious and old-world, rather than the fresh, dewy quality of lighter florals.