Citrus

Mulberry smells like sun-warmed fruit compote with a whisper of green leaf freshness. Imagine biting into a ripe blackberry, then discovering subtle candy-like sweetness with an almost milky, slightly creamy undertone. There's a gentle tartness that keeps it from cloying—reminiscent of jam left to concentrate in summer heat, with hints of almond and soft woods lurking beneath. It's juicy without being cloying, fruity without smelling artificial.

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.