Floral

Almond blossom smells like spring itself—delicate, powdery, and creamy with an almost almond-paste sweetness. Imagine walking beneath trees heavy with pale pink flowers on a warm April morning. There's a subtle nuttiness beneath the florality, reminiscent of marzipan or almond milk, blended with a whisper of honey and fresh laundry dried in sunshine. It's tender and slightly green, never heavy or cloying—more whisper than shout.

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.