At least once a day I stand in front of my perfume cupboard and ponder what to wear. Should it be one of the small, fancy bottles of extrait? Maybe an Eau de Toilette that I have pushed to the back and forgotten? How “dressed” do I want to be? When I can’t make a decision quickly, more often than not I reach for Iris 39 by Le Labo.
I love the smell of iris but have trouble with some iris-dominated scents. Hermes Hiris, for instance, turns to dirty hair smell on me before long. Serge Lutens Iris Silver Mist, which I love wildly, also betrays me about half the time I wear it…