WHAT I SMELL: L’ÂME D’IRIS opens with a tender embrace of cashmere iris, warmed by a subtle kiss of mandarin. Dreamy from the first spritz, it feels like a celestial whisper. As time unfolds, the soft perfume is gently powdered with violet, replacing the mandarin’s sparkle. A familiar note of makeup emerges, fresh and promising, hinting at a glamorous evening ahead. Yet, this is no ordinary night; it’s an opera-worthy affair. The fragrance deepens and intensifies, revealing a luxurious heart of iris and musk that grows more captivating with each passing moment.
From the Parfum Denis Durand website:
The legend says:
Iris, messenger of Olympus from heaven, creates a rainbow illuminating the most precious flower in perfumery, the Iris.
This elixir invites you to dream of a field of irises in Tuscany on a spring day.
A game of contrast between warmth and freshness, sensuality on edge…
Head: iris, mandarin, lily of the valley
Heart: iris, neroli, violet
Base: iris, musk, ambergris, citron
WHAT IT SMELLS LIKE TO ME: The white dinner dress worn by Leslie Caron, in Gigi (1958).
THREE WORDS THAT DESCRIBE L’ÂME D’IRIS : heavenly, beguiling, comforting
WHAT OTHERS ARE SAYING ABOUT L’ÂME D’IRIS: No written reviews found.
BOTTOM LINE: L’ÂME D’IRIS is a captivating fragrance that unfolds beautifully on the skin. It embodies everything I desire in a perfume. Its powdery allure casts an enchanting spell on those fortunate enough to experience its sillage. Without a doubt, this is a fragrance worthy of a full bottle.
- Bone Rating: 4.5 bones out of possible 5 bones
- Scent: Floral Woody Musk
- Classification: Leans feminine
- Expense: $240 Euros for 50ml parfum elixir from the Parfum Denis Durand website.
Sample courtesy of Parfum Denis Durand.
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WHAT IT SMELLS LIKE TO ME: Ye Olde Candy Shoppe.