03 Swim Eau De Parfum

The beach looked calm from a distance, pale sand and silver water over the almost toxic blue stretching endlessly, but the closer I came, the more it urged me forward. Wind pulled at my clothes, salt clung to my skin, and the air carried something lush and green from the bushes behind, as if the jungles of Hpa-An, Myanmar had drifted in with the tide, exhaling softly along the shore.

The scent did not arrive all at once; it revealed itself slowly, like a promise. Bright blackcurrant bud and wild fig shimmered through the salt air, vivid and alive, softened by the clear, meditative calm of green tea. It felt less like something I smelled and more like something that found me, tugging gently, asking me to follow.

Past a bend of dark rock, I noticed movement. Turtles lay half-buried in the sand, ancient and unhurried, their shells catching flashes of sunlight as waves rushed dangerously close. I slowed, watching, heart steadying, before the scent changed, deepening into moss and shadow, cedar wood and amber warming the air like a quiet spell.

Drawn by it, I climbed over slick stones, breath loud, hands cold, until the world opened suddenly into a hidden cove. The sea here was calmer, glassy and deep blue, cradled by rock walls veined with moss. At the far edge, a narrow cave opened in the stone, dark and cool, the scent gathering there as if it had been waiting.

Inside, the light dimmed and the air grew still. In the sand near the cave wall lay an old glass bottle, smoothed by time. Its surface was marked with designs that looked like fragments of Pyu earthenware pottery, damaged and incomplete, as if history itself had been interrupted. The patterns were worn, cracked, yet unmistakably deliberate, echoes of something once whole. I lifted it carefully, and a quiet joy settled in me, soft, certain, like discovering a relic that had survived by accident and patience rather than force.

I sat on the beach afterward, bottle in hand, looking out at the little fishing boats on the horizon. The sun was low, scattering gold across the water, and the scent lingered, green, glowing, grounding, wrapping the moment in stillness. Each wave seemed to whisper that some discoveries are meant to be savoured slowly, and that the cove, the turtles, the bottle, and even the scent had conspired to pull me into this rare, perfect presence.

When the tide began to rise, I turned back, carrying the bottle and the quiet thrill of discovery with me. Some places reveal themselves only once, and only to those shadows that follow, what feels almost like magic.

A.R

Spray Gabar 03 Swim eau de Parfum onto your skin, into your clothing or in the environment around you, day or night, for a long lasting scent. Traditionally fragrance is focused on pulse points such as the neck, decolletage or wrists, but these notes can be sprayed anywhere that suits. This is a fragrance to inspire and motivate.

Top: Blackcurrant Bud, Galbanum.
Heart: Wild Fig, Green Tea, Orris, Jasmine.
Base: Cedar Wood, Tonka, Amber, Musk.

Gabar is built on the very belief that much of the change we want to see in the world can come from ourselves first. From living more consciously, to being more present and attune with our feelings, to fully expressing exploring the various, dynamic selves in us, Gabar's mission is to encourage ideas of self-expansion, self-awareness self-discovery through scent and everyday rituals.

At Gabar, we clash old world values with fresh, contemporary aesthetics to build a scent brand for the future. One that cares just as much about internal over external beauty, and that is fully committed to slowly undoing unconscious values that no longer serve us. Gabar (meaning "world" in the Myanmar language, our mother tongue) is both a brand and movement.

A London brand, rooted in Southeast Asia but made for the world.

While our roots are in Myanmar (Southeast Asia) and we call London our current home, our mindset and inspiration will always remain global. We love the idea of bringing together our Buddhist heritage and deep diverse cultural experiences to create a brand unlike any other -- one with a globalist spirit that can resonate with those in different corners of the world.

Our philosophy will always remain: to do least harm. From box to bottle, every Gabar product is 98% recyclable, using cork, wood, glass, or paper in place of plastic and other non-recyclables. The result is a natural one -- and may result in a beautifully bent or out of shape package. We appreciate your partnership, as our practice for a sustainable future is ever-evolving and constantly in motion. And of course, we are vegan-friendly and never test on animals.

Article about Gabar World in Dazed Magazine:

https://www.dazeddigital.com/beauty/article/68732/1/gabar-is-the-perfume-brand-turning-myanmar-folklore-into-scent