Oriental

Benzoin smells like sweetened vanilla cream kissed with caramel and a whisper of incense smoke. Imagine walking into a bakery where warm pastries have just emerged from the oven, then stepping into a Buddhist temple where resin smoulders on hot coals. It's honeyed and slightly powdery, with an almost medicinal undertone—like comforting cough sweets wrapped in silk. There's a subtle almond note too, creamy rather than sharp. It's deeply gourmand yet spiritual, simultaneously cosy and exotic.

Citrus

Green mango smells like biting into an unripe mango on a humid tropical afternoon—all tart, almost peppery brightness with a waxy, slightly herbaceous undertone. It's sharper and more austere than ripe mango's creamy sweetness, with a green, leafy quality that recalls fresh-cut grass mixed with citrus pith. There's a subtle vegetal crispness, almost like the smell of green tomato vine or fresh mango leaves crushed between your fingers. It's juicy but bone-dry simultaneously—refreshing without being sweet.