You don’t come across sandalwood like this by accident.
And you don’t find it in the normal supply chain.

This is not the sandalwood that circulates through brands, distributors, or mass perfumery. What the market sells today is light, plantation-clean, simplified. Pleasant. Controlled. Easy to standardise. Easy to replace.

This isn’t built like that.

The moment you smell it, you know you’re not dealing with a modern interpretation of sandalwood. You’re dealing with the kind of profile people associate with vintage Mysore: dense, creamy, oily, full in the centre, carrying real weight. The kind of sandalwood that feels complete the second it opens.

Not bright.
Not thin.
Not polite.

It comes in thick. Buttery. Wood saturated with its own oil.
It doesn’t lift and collapse. It doesn’t flash and flatten. It settles and holds. No green tricks, no plantation sharpness, no hollow mid. Just a continuous, creamy wood presence that feels almost physical on skin.

This is the sandalwood people say no longer exists.
Except here it does.

If you want something that smells nice, the market is full of options.
If you want something that teaches your nose what sandalwood actually is, this is the one.

One bottle of this becomes your reference point.
Your calibration.
The standard everything else gets measured against.

This oil has already confused experienced noses into thinking they were smelling vintage Mysore. That alone tells you where it sits. This is not nostalgia. This is not imitation. This is a material that naturally carries the same authority.

For a sandalwood enthusiast, this doesn’t sit quietly in the collection.
It takes the top shelf.

Not because it’s rare.
Not because it’s expensive.
Because it makes everything else explain itself.

Origin: Papua New Guinea
Extraction Method: CO₂ Extraction