Citrus

Bitter orange tree absolute smells like the green, slightly astringent peel of a Seville orange—more complex than sweet citrus. Imagine biting into bitter marmalade, then catching the intensely floral, almost honeyed aroma that rises from the peel itself. There's a herbal, slightly resinous quality underneath, with whispers of fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle. It's citrus, yes, but with a sophisticated edge: less "orange juice" and more "orange blossom's slightly stern older sibling."

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.