Woody

Musk is the scent of warmth itself—imagine the gentle heat radiating from skin after exercise, mingled with soft suede and a whisper of vanilla. It's deeply intimate rather than floral or sharp; think of wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket warmed by the sun, with a faint animalic undertone that's almost imperceptible. Pure musk has a powdery, almost imperceptible sweetness, like the inside of a lover's wrist or the comfort of well-loved fabric. It doesn't announce itself boldly; instead, it envelops and lingers on your skin like a second layer.

Woody

White cedar smells like walking into a freshly built wooden cabin on a crisp morning. Imagine the clean, almost pencil-shaving brightness of cedarwood, but softer and more refined—less austere than its red cedar cousin. There's an ethereal, slightly powdery quality, reminiscent of fresh laundry dried in mountain air, with whispers of dry hay and pale amber resin. It's woody without being heavy; creamy without being sweet. Think of the scent lingering on your skin after handling expensive wooden furniture or stepping into a high-end timber merchant's shop.