Woody

Boxwood smells like freshly sharpened pencils mixed with crisp green leaves and a whisper of herbaceous bitterness. Imagine walking through a manicured garden after rain, where clipped hedges release that sharp, slightly astringent vegetal character—a bit peppery, intensely green, with an almost minty coolness. It's dry rather than lush, with an underlying woodiness that's more structural than warm. There's a faint pencil-shaving quality that comes from its woody, slightly resinous nature.

Woody

Mastic smells like walking through a sun-drenched Mediterranean pine forest after rain. It's resinous and woody, with a slightly bitter, piney character reminiscent of freshly crushed evergreen needles—think gin botanicals rather than sweetness. There's an almost minty freshness underlying the warmth, with a subtle woodiness that feels ancient and slightly astringent, like chewing on a piece of aromatic bark. It's dry rather than creamy, with an almost incense-like quality that lingers on the skin.