Samaha

Salt and bright citrus open first—a bracing maritime clarity that dissolves into a soft, honeyed garden of rose and jasmine warmed by neroli's creamy warmth. Samaha settles on skin where a whisper of cedar leans against a gentle musk base, creating an underwater softness undercut by quiet woody grain. The floral heart never turns cloying; instead it hovers between dewy petals and the faint brine still clinging from that opening breath, finally drying down to pale cedar and skin-warm musk.