Smoky & Earthy

Rankness is a deliberately harsh, animalic smokiness—imagine the acrid, slightly putrid smell of burnt hair mixed with wet animal hide and stale tobacco ash. It's deliberately unpleasant, almost feral, like opening a damp leather satchel that's been left in a smoky pub for decades. There's an underlying funkiness, a deliberate departure from conventional beauty. It smells vaguely dangerous, unwashed, and primordial—the olfactory equivalent of a wild thing backed into a corner.

Gourmand

Vanilla smells like warmth wrapped in sweetness—imagine the comforting aroma of freshly baked vanilla sponge cake, or a warm bowl of vanilla custard on a winter's evening. It's creamy and soft, almost edible, with subtle woody undertones and a hint of spice that recalls cloves or nutmeg. Pure vanilla is surprisingly complex: it's not aggressively sweet, but rather enveloping, like condensed caramel with a touch of earthy depth. It smells like indulgence and safety simultaneously.