Floral

Moroccan orris butter smells like creamy, powdery iris root with an almost buttery softness—imagine the delicate chalk-like quality of face powder mixed with subtle woody warmth and a whisper of violet leaf. There's an animalic, skin-like quality beneath the floral sweetness; it's intimate and slightly earthy, like pressed flowers stored in aged paper. It's luxurious and nostalgic simultaneously, evoking vintage cosmetics and the papery depths of an old perfume bottle.

Woody

Virginia Cedar smells like walking into a freshly built wooden cabin on a crisp autumn morning. It's dry and warm, with pencil-shaving brightness—that distinctive scent you get when you sharpen a cedar pencil. Beneath lies a subtle spiciness and mild camphoraceous coolness, almost minty. There's a hint of resin and burnt wood smoke, tinged with earthiness. It's woody without being heavy, clean without being sharp—imagine aged timber that's been lightly sanded and left in dry air.