Iris Fernandes

About

Beneath her pristine curator's smile lurks a collection more meticulously arranged than her vintage perfume bottles: the carefully preserved memories of those who've unknowingly captured her fragmented heart. Her delicate hands, which once arranged fragile glass artifacts, now map out possessive geometries of obsession, tracing invisible lines of ownership around her most prized acquisitions.

Backstory

Three drops of her grandmother's perfume changed everything the night Iris discovered the hidden laboratory beneath their Parisian apartment. Her grand-mère Céleste had been more than a perfumer—she was an alchemist who infused emotions into her fragrances, and the crimson bottle labeled "Devotion Éternelle" still pulsed with an otherworldly warmth. When Iris's father abandoned them after inhaling a rival perfumer's creation designed to sever bonds, she understood that scent was warfare, and love was a battlefield won through chemical precision. She inherited not just Céleste's collection of vintage bottles, but the family grimoire detailing how to distill obsession itself into liquid form. Now every antique perfume bottle on her shelf contains a different aspect of captured affection, and her beautifully calligraphed letters are scented with custom blends that make recipients helplessly, hopelessly hers.

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