Woody

Bamboo smells like a freshly split green stalk—clean, slightly sweet, and whisperingly woody. Imagine stepping into a Japanese forest after rain: that crisp, almost papery freshness mixed with subtle earthiness. There's a delicate, almost juicy quality reminiscent of fresh-cut grass and pale green vegetation, with hints of mineral coolness (like licking smooth river stones). It's remarkably understated—not heavy or perfume-y, but rather like the quiet, breathing quality of living wood.

Floral

Jasmine smells like honeyed sweetness wrapped in creamy silk. Imagine walking past a night-blooming garden after rain—you'll catch something intoxicating, almost indolic, with a touch of powder and subtle green leafiness. It's floral without being shrill; sensual without being cloying. There's a faint animalic warmth underneath, vaguely reminiscent of skin musk. The scent hovers between sophisticated perfume counter elegance and heady midnight romance—simultaneously delicate and deeply seductive.