It’s been a few hours since I applied this oud, but in all honesty I wish I hadn’t. My arm is aching from the compulsive and repeated raising of my wrist to smell the ever changing olfactory smudge deposited onto it. This is one reason why I don’t wear oud very often as I find the experience too intense and overpowering. Now some oud connoisseurs may raise an eye brow here so to clarify, I’m not referring to the scent that many newcomers find alien to their sensory palettes.
No. I’m talking about something far deeper that occurs beneath the surface when one encounters oud of this pedigree and quality. It’s the experiential reality of being enveloped by clouds of sweet kinam smoke upon which an fragrant mist slowly descends carrying the gentle scent of oceanic ambergris and rare blue florals. The experience reminds you of something beyond the mundane. Something beyond our material and physical existence upon which a sliver of another reality is temporarily laid.
It doesn’t seem right for a seller to place a price on this oil or any oud oil that opens up such vistas, as it seems equally wrong for a buyer to put a price on such an experience. However we live in the temporal world and it’s an unavoidable necessity. This write up isn’t just another marketing approach, although the cynic in you might understandably wonder. Rather these words are something that comes right from my heart and are an invitation to you to give this oil a try in the hope that you can experience the same opening that I did. Even if you get one glimpse of that, trust me it’s worth it.
3g in a traditional glass bottle