DESCRIPTION Bloom isn’t about flowers — it’s about becoming. It opens bright, like sunlight through salt water — bergamot and osmanthus cutting through the air. Then it softens, unfolding into orchid, jasmine, and rose: a quiet kind of strength, calm and confident.
As the day fades, it deepens — vanilla and musk linger, warm on skin, like a memory that stays long after the tide pulls back.
This is for her, but not the delicate kind — the ones who move with the waves, grounded and wild all at once.
