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.

Floral

White peony smells like a whisper rather than a shout—delicate and powdery, with a creamy sweetness reminiscent of fresh cream and honeyed almond. There's a subtle green undertone, like the stem and leaves you'd brush against picking the flower. Imagine stepping into a garden after rain, where soft floral sweetness mingles with a barely-there peppery spice. It's innocent yet sensual, never heavy—more like the ghost of a flower than the flower itself.