Floral

Currant blossom smells like spring captured in a delicate flower—imagine the tart-sweet scent of crushed blackcurrant leaves mingled with honeyed white blossoms. There's a brightness that's simultaneously green and floral, with hints of juicy berry skin and a whisper of herbal spice. It's neither purely fruity nor purely floral; rather, it occupies that intriguing middle ground where a sunny garden smells of both nectar and fresh foliage after rain.

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.