Woody

Ambrette smells like warm, slightly sweet timber with a subtle musks-like softness—imagine the dry wood of a cedar chest mingled with the faintest whisper of animal warmth and skin. It's neither aggressively woody nor perfume-counter musky; instead, it's gently creamy and intimate, with a hint of spice lurking beneath. Think of inhaling the scent of aged sandalwood that's been sitting next to a bowl of vanilla beans. It's comforting, almost skin-like in its adhesiveness.

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.