Floral

Italian iris smells like expensive powdered makeup mixed with creamy butter and a whisper of earthy rootiness. Imagine the dusty, slightly sweet aroma of face powder, combined with the soft, almost edible quality of fresh-churned cream and a subtle mineral undertone reminiscent of damp soil after rain. It's refined and gentle—never sharp—with an almost velvety, skin-like quality that feels intimate rather than floral in the traditional sense. There's a faint almond or iris-root sweetness beneath.

Gourmand

Tonka bean smells like warm vanilla custard swirled with almond cream and a whisper of caramel tobacco. Imagine the sweetness of Madagascar vanilla, but richer and almost spiced—there's a subtle nuttiness underneath, as if someone's stirred in crushed amaretti biscuits and a pinch of cinnamon. It's gourmand without being cloying; the scent wraps around you like cashmere, creamy and comforting rather than sticky-sweet.