Solin opens like sunlight skimming over water. Bright, playful, and alive. Bergamot and mandarin sparkle with effervescent joy, while a breath of ginger warms the light. A trace of salt drifts in (not brine or sweat), but a soft mineral whisper, like air kissed by the sea. A hint of ozone lingers, as if the scent remembers the ocean rather than lives within it.
Radiant, airy, and quietly addictive.