The twilight huddles close to the sleepy fire, its embers blinking at you in the dark. Smoke follows beauty, and it's a beautiful night. You lay back and look at the infinite sky above and watch the smoke trails drift their waves into the darkness.

And that's the magic of this tin of solid cologne.

It's a pocket full of long shadows, sleepy campfire, and night sounds all around you. It's all the points of light against the blue backdrop of a dusky sky.

It smells like campfire and cedar...a little smoky, a little sweet. Just right.