Woody

Cedarwood smells like walking into a freshly constructed wooden cabin on a crisp autumn morning. It's warm, dry, and slightly spicy—reminiscent of pencil shavings, aged timber, and a whisper of incense. There's an almost powdery quality, with subtle earthiness underneath. Unlike the bright cheerfulness of citrus, cedarwood feels contemplative and grounded, like the smell of old furniture polish mixed with the resinous warmth of a cedar chest that's held winter clothes for generations.

Floral

Indian Jasmine is intoxicatingly heady and creamy, with an almost narcotic sweetness that feels both floral and slightly animalic. Imagine the thick, honeyed perfume of night-blooming flowers at dusk—creamy and sensual with whispers of indole (that slightly fecal, bodily warmth found in true jasmine). It's less delicate than you'd expect; rather, it's lush, generous, and slightly powdery, like walking through a moonlit garden where the flowers have become almost edible. There's a touch of silk and warmth beneath the sweetness.