Two things defined winter for me as a kid: getting beyond excited to play in the snow only to instantly regret going outside, and spending time around the old stone fireplace in my parents’ house.
I never gave much thought to how cozy and lovely the second scenario was until I moved into my own apartment. An apartment that, sadly, doesn’t have a fireplace.
Not to be dramatic, but it kind of changed my life. Or, at the very least, my mood in the wintertime.
With top notes of dwarf pinewood and atlas cedar, as well as smoke, birch and copaiba resin (I don’t know what the last one even is, but it sounds cool), it makes it smell like you have an expertly-built and tended-to fire. Even if, in reality, you live on the 22nd floor of an apartment building devoid of character and old-school charm.
At $65, it’s not cheap, but you get what you pay for: It smells luxurious and authentic (not aggressively artificial like some scented candles), and it lasts a really long time. It’s also great for folks lucky enough to have a fireplace, when they’re feeling too lazy to light it.
As for my parents, they recently moved into a house where they don’t have a fireplace for the first time in 25 years. Guess what housewarming gift I got them?