Wearing Iris Poudre by Frederic Malle today, and this is an intense floral if there ever was one. It also smells very feminine and not so powdery.
In my head, this is “Iris Poupre” because I think of this as a very proper, buttoned up floral. It’s got zing that feels like a sneeze stuck in my nose, and in an hour there’s the cool metal of dunking a glass into a bucket of water to rinse off soap. That part is so addictive to smell.
