Floral

Indian rose smells like walking through a rose garden on a warm afternoon—honeyed, slightly spiced, and utterly luxurious. Unlike the sharp, lemony brightness of some roses, Indian rose carries a deeper, almost animalic warmth with subtle hints of honey, dried fruit, and a whisper of pepper. There's a creamy, velvety quality that feels opulent on the skin, as if someone has pressed dried petals mixed with warm sugar against your nose. It's romantic without being cloying, and genuinely sensual.

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.