Ghuroob Junaid Perfumes

Oh, what a rare treasure you are?!
If your bottle weren't so beautiful, I would have never tested you.
But you are as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside.
Fuzzy, almost unripe peach. Fluffy like a velvety chiffon scarf.
A white rose, just transformed from bud to bloom, stretching towards the sun and releasing its fragrance. Floral yet still herbaceous. Musk, like a fat-free skin cream. You glide it over the skin with your hand and it merges into one with it. Creamy and cooling.
Vanilla, radiantly soft and lovely. Bright yellow and warm. All of this sounds so light and girlish.
But Ghuroob is much more than that. An oriental kaftan in white with golden, twisted ribbons at the hem. Airy and loose. The warmer it gets, the more intensely the rose radiates and the peach becomes riper and riper. You only perceive the musk on the side, dry, as if one were fanning the air with a fan.
In the heat of the night, you bring both coolness and warmth. You are cuddly and soothing. Orientally cool and orientally warm. Not a typical oriental, hardly sweet or heavy. Your longevity extends into the next day, creating a beautiful, smiling memory of the last heat of the night.