In Iris Noir, "noir" is not used in the cinematic or literary sense; there are no fedora brims shadowing mysterious strangers' eyes in lonely pools of streetlight. Instead, the usual pellucid iris accord finds itself at Otakon, cosplaying its little heart out for the Gothic Vampire team.
It's all here-- the witchy paper-pale complexion, the overdramatic eyeliner, the black lace half-mittens, the violet velvet all hanging in shreds. But since only teenagers can really get away with this kind of dress-up, Iris Noir is also packed with sweet purple-berry syrup and the warm-pie innocence of a tonka-styrax drydown.
If you find it adorable, as I do, keep those sentiments to yourself-- you know how sulky vampires get when their moms call them out in a crowd.
Scent Elements: Bergamot, coriander, carrotseed, iris, tonka bean, patchouli, styrax