Qasamat Bareeq

Bergamot and green apple slash across the skin with almost tart aggression, whilst tagetes and artemisia create a herbal, slightly metallic shimmer that feels neither traditionally fresh nor conventionally sweet. Within moments, you're caught in a curious liminal space—is this a green fragrance? A fruity one? The ambiguity is entirely intentional.

Rose and jasmine bloom with considerable depth, but saffron's peppery edge and clove's warm spice immediately complicate the floral narrative. The caramel note emerges as something burnt and sophisticated rather than gourmand, grounding the florals in an almost tobacco-like earthiness that prevents any descent into prettiness. This is where the fragrance becomes genuinely arresting—the sweetness feels earned rather than applied.

Patchouli, vetiver, and cedarwood create a weathered woody base, whilst leather and moss add an almost tactile quality—like touching worn fabric. Ambergris and benzoin provide subtle warmth and slight animalic depth, whilst musk softens without sentimentalising. What remains is dry, slightly austere, faintly spiced, and altogether compelling; a scent that smells better after hours than it did at first spray.