Galiah Zunnah

GALIAH ZUNNAH
by Muhammadi Creation

It is not a perfume oil—it is an unfolding tale written in scent, a labyrinth of sensuality and sacred earth that evolves with the intimacy of breath. This is a blend that resists classification. It is at once feral and floral, wild yet impossibly composed. To experience it is to enter a world where instinct and elegance meet—a place untouched by time, where each note tells a story, and every shift in the blend feels like turning a page in an ancient book written on skin.

It opens with a tension, civet and castoreum form the primal core, but instead of screaming with animalic force, they rise like warm shadows—alive, magnetic, and perfectly tamed. Their presence is undeniable, but never crude. They hum beneath the surface, grounding the composition with a physical, bodily warmth that feels as much like memory as it does scent. Almost immediately, a burst of brightness cuts through—citrus and tangerine, not in their usual fresh cheer, but softened, almost candied, like sunlight trapped in resin. This burst brings clarity, an ethereal spark that flashes and then fades into something more profound.

The florals emerge not in layers, but as a blooming tapestry. Narcissus—heady, green, and lightly narcotic—intertwines with honeysuckle, golden and glowing. Syringa vulgaris adds a nostalgic, lilac softness, while jasmine grandiflorum floods the blend with a sensual, petal-thick richness. Each flower feels alive, dew-touched, and rooted in soil, never synthetic or detached. But this isn’t a bouquet—it’s a garden at dusk, where sweetness clings to the air, and each bloom is laced with shadow.

Supporting this floral body is a chorus of resins and roots. Styrax and benzoin from Sumatra lend a balsamic warmth, like the polished sweetness of incense-soaked wood. Elemi flickers through with a lemony brightness that feels like a heartbeat within the blend, while “Oakmoss absolute” anchors everything with a deep, velvety green that smells like wet bark and ancient stone. Then comes orris, powdery and ethereal, giving the entire composition a cool, violet-toned elegance, like silk caught in moonlight.

And beneath all this complexity lies the soul of the blend—Assam oud, dark and meditative, blending seamlessly with pure ambergris, which brings a marine, slightly salted airiness that lifts the entire structure without dissolving its weight. These two notes don’t stand apart—they are the current beneath the water, carrying every floral, every resin, every breath of musk toward a final, whispering warmth.

Galiah Zunnah smells like walking into a hidden garden at the edge of a forest after a storm. The trees are heavy with rain, the flowers are blooming wild, and the earth is warm and breathing. There is no path. Only scent guiding your way—smoke, skin, petal, moss, and memory. The air is golden, the ground soft. You don’t know if it’s sunrise or twilight. You only know you’ve never smelled anything like this before.

This was crafted with rare intuition and bold sensitivity by Muhammadi Creation, Galiah Zunnah is not just a perfume—it is a living atmosphere. It defies expectation, resists genre, and wears like a second self. For the one who wears it, it is not a question of identity—it is a declaration of presence. It lingers long after you’ve gone, not as a trail, but as a feeling—a haunting, holy breath that clings to the air like a name once whispered, never forgotten.