Green

Dust is deceptively subtle—imagine walking into an old library where sunlight streams through tall windows, catching particles in the air. It smells like the mineral earthiness of concrete after a dry spell, mixed with the faint staleness of undisturbed corners and aged paper. There's a green, slightly metallic quality, reminiscent of disturbed soil or the smell of stone when you brush your hand across it. It's not unpleasant; rather, it carries a dry, almost papery crispness with whispers of geranium leaf and dry hay—nostalgic, quiet, and unexpectedly grounding.

Woody

Sandalwood smells like warm, creamy silk wrapped around your skin on a cool evening. Imagine the subtle sweetness of vanilla mixed with a gentle spice—almost peppery—alongside a soft, almost powdery dryness. There's a faint milky quality, like almond paste or coconut cream, but not fruity. It's deeply comforting, never sharp or aggressive; rather, it unfolds slowly, like the smell of an old wooden jewellery box lined with fabric, releasing its aroma only when you lean in close. Grounding and intimate.