She tangled Sampson with her beauty and wiles and knew that his hair was the source of his strength. She beguiled him and, while he slept, took a pair of sheep shears and cut off all his glorious curls. He looked a sight and was stripped of his strength. Part of her battery of weapons? Her perfume! All-natural from the east...cedar essence from the Cedars of Lebanon, rosewood from sources unknown, muhuhu (a wood which is incredibly unique in scent, at once incense and paper-like at the same time), a bit of luan, and finally rich dark patchouli from India. Sampson probably smelled of this fabulous potion for days after he woke up. It is dark and incredibly seductive. Woody, resinous.