Floral

Carnation smells like a spiced, slightly sweet clove with a peppery warmth—imagine biting into a clove bud, then discovering floral honey beneath. It's powdery and slightly creamy, reminiscent of old-fashioned talcum powder mixed with carnation flowers from a florist's shop. There's an almost anise-like quality, a whisper of cinnamon, and something vaguely soapy and aldehydic that feels nostalgic and refined rather than purely floral.

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.