Woody

Bamboo smells like a freshly split green stalk—clean, slightly sweet, and whisperingly woody. Imagine stepping into a Japanese forest after rain: that crisp, almost papery freshness mixed with subtle earthiness. There's a delicate, almost juicy quality reminiscent of fresh-cut grass and pale green vegetation, with hints of mineral coolness (like licking smooth river stones). It's remarkably understated—not heavy or perfume-y, but rather like the quiet, breathing quality of living wood.

Citrus

Mandarin orange smells like biting into a sun-warmed orange on a summer afternoon—bright, juicy, and intensely sweet, but with a slightly floral, almost creamy undertone that distinguishes it from sharper citrus fruits like lemon. It's warmer and softer than bergamot, less bitter than grapefruit, with a whisper of honeyed smoothness. Imagine the concentrated essence of that sticky-fingered moment when you peel the fruit and release its aromatic oils—that's mandarin's character: immediately uplifting, naturally sweet, and wrapped in an almost candied warmth.