Floral

Iris smells like powdered iris root—dusty, refined, slightly sweet. Imagine the scent of talcum powder mixed with subtle earth, a whisper of violet, and delicate woodiness. It's creamy and soft, reminiscent of expensive face powder from your grandmother's vanity, yet grounded with mineral-like dryness. Not floral in the obvious sense; rather, it's an elegant, almost grey-toned fragrance that feels sophisticated and rather androgynous, with a faint hint of buttered almonds underneath.

Woody

Vetiver smells like freshly turned earth after rainfall, mixed with dry hay and a whisper of smoke. Imagine walking through a sun-baked field where roots and soil still hold morning dew—that's the grounding, slightly dusty quality you'll encounter. There's an almost savoury, mineral-like character, with hints of cedarwood and green tea. It's simultaneously earthy and arid, never sweet, with a faint green-wood quality that feels both calming and deeply natural. Think of it as the scent of resilience and stability in olfactory form.