Green

Pineapple leaf smells nothing like the sweet, juicy fruit itself. Instead, imagine crushed green leaves after rain—slightly spiky and herbaceous with an almost metallic, slightly tropical sharpness. There's a touch of fresh-cut grass mixed with something vaguely peppery and mineral, like licking a cool, slightly tart stone warmed by tropical sun. It's green rather than fruity, with an unexpected dryness that lingers on the palate of your imagination.

Woody

Teakwood smells like stepping into a prestigious gentleman's club or opening an antique chest in a colonial mansion. Imagine warm, honeyed wood with a subtle spice underneath—not peppery, but gently creamy with hints of leather and dry hay. There's a smoothness that feels almost velvety against your skin, neither sharp nor thick, with a whisper of sweetness reminiscent of aged timber and beeswax polish. It's comforting and deeply grounded, like holding a piece of burnished furniture.