Ahhh, just stepped out of the shower? Nope that’s just me, smelling like I’ve been marinating in sunshine, saltwater, and a hint of coconut. One whiff and boom, you’re mentally toes-deep in warm sand, chasing seagulls away from your snacks. It’s that perfect mix of ocean breeze, sunscreen that’s definitely expired but still doing its job, and maybe a little leftover bonfire smoke in my hair. Not "perfume counter at the mall," more like "just robbed a seashell’s soul and wore it as cologne." Basically, if the beach had a signature scent, you'd be its walking, talking (slightly sandy) promo. You’re welcome. 🌊☀️
