Cedarwood

Cedarwood is the one that makes people ask if you were just camping. You weren't. You were in a meeting. But something about you says 'I could build a shelter if I had to,' and that something is cedar.

It's the driest of the three — pencil shavings and split logs up top, then a warm, smoky heart that settles into your beard like the last hour around a fire. Moths hate it, which is why grandmothers have lined closets with it for centuries. Beards, and the people attached to them, love it.

Wear it when you want to feel like the woods without committing to the woods. Grounded. Unbothered. Faintly flammable. The forest — minus the part where you get eaten by bugs.