Citrus

Black fig smells like biting into a ripe fig at the height of summer—jammy, sweetly fruity, with an almost creamy warmth. Beneath the fruity sweetness lies an earthy, slightly green undertone reminiscent of fig leaf (that peculiar papery-herbaceous quality), mingled with a subtle honey-like richness. It's indolic without being floral, with whispers of dried fruit compote and a velvety texture that coats the inside of your nose. Some detect a faint spice or peppery note lurking underneath—that's the fleshy, almost animalic quality that makes it compelling rather than simply fruity.

Woody

Cedarwood smells like walking into a freshly constructed wooden cabin on a crisp autumn morning. It's warm, dry, and slightly spicy—reminiscent of pencil shavings, aged timber, and a whisper of incense. There's an almost powdery quality, with subtle earthiness underneath. Unlike the bright cheerfulness of citrus, cedarwood feels contemplative and grounded, like the smell of old furniture polish mixed with the resinous warmth of a cedar chest that's held winter clothes for generations.