Woody

Clearwood™ smells like stepping into a sun-drenched cedar closet—clean, radiant, and crystalline rather than heavy. Imagine fresh-hewn wood shavings catching afternoon light, with a subtle sweetness reminiscent of pencil shavings and a whisper of resinous amber. It's woody without earthiness, bright without being citric. Think of polished wooden floorboards in a minimalist Scandinavian cabin, warmed by pale sunlight. There's an almost translucent quality—transparency rather than opacity.

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.