Green

Celery seed smells like the crisp, slightly bitter green heart of a freshly snapped celery stalk, but with an intriguing spicy-warm undertone—almost peppery. Imagine biting into fresh celery at the farmers' market, then adding a whisper of anise and dried herbs. It's herbaceous and clean, with a subtle earthiness that feels both vegetable-like and oddly warming. There's nothing floral or sweet about it; instead, it's savourily green, like walking through a kitchen garden on a dewy morning.

Woody

Gaiac wood smells like the interior of a old wooden chest that's been storing precious things for decades—dry, slightly smoky, with an almost medicinal warmth. There's a peculiar sweetness beneath, reminiscent of burnt sugar or caramelised honey, but grounded in something earthy and austere. Imagine standing in a timber-built sauna after the coals have cooled, mixed with the scent of a smouldering cigar stub. It's woody without being fresh; instead, it feels ancient, weathered, and deeply masculine.