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A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Carrot seed's earthy sweetness crashes into bergamot's bright acidity, creating an odd vegetable-citrus accord that's both fresh and slightly unsettling. The carnation adds a peppery fizz whilst orris already begins its powdery infiltration, a pale ghost waiting to take centre stage.
Now the orris butter blooms fully, bringing that unmistakable lipstick creaminess that coats the palate as much as the nose. Jasmine and rose absolute provide a heady, almost overripe floral density, whilst violet adds its demure soapiness—the whole effect is like expensive cosmetics spilled across aged wood.
What remains is a skin-close veil of powdered musk and cedarwood, with vetiver's earthy greenness just perceptible beneath. The frankincense leaves a subtle resinous warmth, and that peculiar carrot-orris sweetness lingers like a memory of something half-forgotten but deeply familiar.
Irisss isn't the crisp, metallic iris you might expect—this is iris as Renaissance portraiture, all orris butter richness and the peculiar earthiness of carrot seed meeting bergamot's citric bite. Jacques Flori has crafted something that feels like sniffing vintage face powder in a cedar-lined drawer, but with an unsettling vegetable quality that keeps it from becoming merely pretty. The carrot note is crucial here, lending a rooty, almost dirty sweetness that grounds the powdery orris before jasmine and rose absolute add their indolic weight. This is floral perfumery for those who find most florals too polite—there's a creamy, lipstick-like texture from the orris butter that sits heavy on the skin, whilst violet and carnation weave through with their peppery, slightly soapy personalities. The frankincense adds a resinous haze rather than overt incense smoke, and vetiver provides just enough woody greenness to prevent the composition from collapsing into pure powder.
This is what you wear when you want to smell expensive and slightly undone—think raw silk blouses with ink stains, or reading Colette in a Milanese apartment with dusty bookshelves. It's unisex in the way that genuine orris-driven fragrances tend to be: neither masculine nor feminine, just quietly opulent. The longevity is likely substantial given that orris butter concentration, though it sits close to skin. Not for those who want compliments; this is for those who want to smell like themselves, only better.
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