Aamal

Aamal opens with a rush of rose—Turkish, Damask, Bulgarian layers folding over pink pepper and spiced stone fruit, cardamom and cinnamon warming the floral crown. Bergamot and coffee cut through the sweetness, grounding the perfume in something almost austere before peach and candied fruits swell the composition. The heart softens into vanilla bean and sandalwood, oud threading through as a quiet spine, while saffron and benzoin add a subtle powdery heat. The base emerges slow and animalic: tuberose blooming over leather, amber, and the persistent whisper of oud mingling with incense, castoreum, and civet until only warm musk, oakmoss, and traces of spun sugar linger against skin.