Woody

Rosewood smells like walking through a freshly sanded furniture workshop—warm, creamy, and gently sweet, but distinctly wooden rather than floral. Imagine the aroma of a pencil shaving mixed with subtle cinnamon warmth and a whisper of something almost creamy, like sandalwood's mellower cousin. It's soft and approachable, lacking harshness; rather like inhaling the scent of polished mahogany with a touch of honeyed spice underneath. There's an inherent smoothness that feels both elegant and grounding.

Citrus

Woodland strawberry smells like sun-warmed berries crushed between your fingers—tart, slightly jammy, with a whisper of green leaf underneath. There's a delicate tartness reminiscent of biting into a fresh strawberry, but softer, more perfumed than the actual fruit. It carries subtle citrus undertones (hence its classification), lending a brightness that feels almost ethereal, like the berry has been kissed by morning dew and filtered through woodland air. It's never cloying or candied—more like the fleeting scent of a strawberry patch in midsummer.