Woody

Amber smells like warmth itself has been bottled. Imagine sun-baked resin, honey left out on a hot day, and the comforting scent of your skin after lying on a warm blanket. There's sweetness here—almost vanilla-like—but deeper, earthier, with hints of powdered spices and the faint smokiness of incense. It's simultaneously creamy and slightly bitter, like caramelised sugar with a woody undertone. It wraps around you like cashmere, never sharp or jarring.

Fresh

Metallic notes smell like the crisp, ionised air after lightning strikes—think ozone mixed with the cool tingle of licking a battery (not that you should). Imagine the sharp, almost electric scent of fresh pennies, or standing near high-voltage electrical equipment. There's an ozonic, slightly mineral quality, like inhaling deeply at the moment rain begins, yet cleaner and more synthetic. It's not unpleasant; rather, it's futuristic and startlingly fresh, almost salty-sharp, with an ethereal, airy quality that feels almost metallic on your olfactory nerves.