Fresh

Acridity is sharp, almost aggressive freshness—imagine biting into unripe citrus peel or the piercing green snap of crushed grass after rain. It's not sweet or juicy; instead, it carries a slight metallic, almost peppery bite that catches the back of your throat pleasantly. Think of walking through a garden where herbs have just been bruised underfoot, releasing that raw, almost astringent green volatility. It's confrontational in the best way: bracing rather than comforting.

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.