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.

Citrus

Peach smells like biting into sun-warmed fruit—fuzzy skin and all. There's a gentle sweetness, almost creamy, paired with a whisper of tartness that makes your mouth water. It's softer than citrus, less sharp; imagine the honeyed warmth of apricot jam mixed with fresh stone fruit, with an ever-so-slight floral undertone. Natural peach is dappled with subtle woody notes that ground the sweetness, creating something genuinely fruity rather than candy-like.