Some Thoughts On Classic Fougère - A Matter Of Gender
10 years ago
Drseid posted a review of "English Fern" recently under the title "This can't be the original formula". He comes to this conclusion since what he smelled appeared to him amateurish and not what he would expect from a classic fragrance from 1910.
I think such conclusions might very well be based on the nearby presumption that a classic accord which has survived the times must be something brilliant, a highly refined and elegant composition and maybe outstandingly beautiful. "If God gave ferns a scent, they would smell like Fougère Royal" – this famous sentence which came down to us from Paul Parquet might support such opinions.
Actually, only few people can give us a record of how Paul Parquet's "Fougère Royale" from 1882 and many of its followers originally smelled like. Some leftovers are kept in the secret caves of the Osmothéque in Versailles. Luca Turin was invited to smell Fougère Royale there, and in his book "The Secret of Scent" he reports that it gave him impressions of visiting a bathroom: scrubbed black and white tiles, damp white towels and fecal aromas - "someone else's shit". You could blame Turin for straining after effect, but to some extent, I can reconcile his impression with my own fougère experiences.
I had the chance to test the discontinued "Buckingham" and "Crown Fougère", both by Crown Perfumery, and the still available "Fougère" by Harry Lehmann. Harry Lehmann is a traditional Berlin perfume manufacturer. The business was founded in the 1920's and they still use many of the traditional formula. For details, look into the Parfumo Travel Guide. These three perfumes gave me an idea of what the classic fougère accord must smell like.
The use of the denomination Fougère is widespread. In its broadest sense, more or less everything can be called a Fougère, as long as it has something herbal in it and is not completely oriental. This use - which would even include a vanilla fragrance like Guerlain's Jicky - is not what I am talking about here.
What I experienced in those classic fougères was a very sharp herbal spiciness in the olfactory neighborhood of the aromas of fennel, celery, aniseed, eucalyptus. There is also a reminiscence to the smell of bales of dusty cloth, the dressing in there, and the picture of somebody wearing a sports jacket which indeed implies a link to the idea of masculine elegance.
But the classic fougère accord is not beautiful, it also has something repelling. If you get too much of it, it can be even nauseating, maybe due to excessive use of cumarin. And the sharpness in it can really hurt. My theory is that Fougère was supposed to hurt!
At some point in history, the use of perfume became more and more a privilege of the ladies. Surrounding oneself with beautiful fragrances became something effeminate, and perfume loving men were considered effete persons. The most amiable flowery fragrances have always been sold as ladies' fragrances. Even today some leftover machos at least in some societies categorically refuse to wear perfume since they regard such as unmanly. At gay sex parties everywhere around this planet you are very likely to be refused admittance if you are surrounded by a fragrance other than your own bodily odor.
Fougère is a cultural expression of the development of gender. If beautiful fragrances are for ladies, effete men and mollycoddled boys, then any use of fragrance must hurt to be acceptable. It is pure masochism: many men punish themselves for using fragrance. They enjoy perfume only if by doing so, they can demonstrate that they can take pain. This is why we have After Shave. Applying a sharp alcoholic chemical to freshly shaved skin hurts a lot, and for this way of using fragrance, there is even the justification that the lesions need to be disinfected! Using After Shave and no Eau de Toilette might tell something about a man's personality.
Now, let's count two and two together: the masochistic use of fragrance by so many men plus Turin's impression that Fougère Royale has something to do with toilets. Isn't it comprehensible why Fougère became a success?
One could write the history of perfumery under the aspect of overcoming strict gender roles, starting with Paul Parquet's Fougère Royale. It is a good sign that this masochism cannot be found any more in nowadays sweetish orientals the style of Le Mâle or One Million.
I am not through with the classic fougère accord. Is it reactionary to use it? Or is there a way to transmute the masochism of the past into something different?
There have been a number of releases in the last decade that involve the classic Fougère accord. These Fougères are different. They all have in common that they try to hide away the pain, more or less successful. What is left is a kind of detachedness, a rather relaxed insight that not every accord has to submit to the idea of beauty in order to evoke elegance.
Find out for yourself, here is my shortlist:
#1 "Tina Farina Charme - Stier for Men"
On the fresh side and with poor longevity. My number one because it fades away before the pain sets in.
#2 "Fougère" by Harry Lehmann
Presumably the closest to the original still available.
#3 "MPH" by Washington Tremlett
Nice with a special emphasis on lavender which is very well detectable as such.
#4 "Sartorial" by Penhaligon's
Stressing the textile aspect of Fougère with its declared reference to a Sartorial's workshop.
#5 "Jaques Zolty"
Maybe a bit opulent but very fougère.
#6 "Fougère Royale" by Houbigant
Reformulated re-issue of the original Paul Parquet fragrance. Very stylish flacon, and a refined and modernised Fougère. The air of light elegance betrays us – this cumarin bomb can become nauseating. If it just hadn't Eau de Parfum longevity!
#7 "Vétiver de Frédéric" by Frédéric Haldiman
Great Vetiver with a discerible fougère touch by a great perfumer. Sadly, discontinued.
#8 "Buckingham" and "Crown Fougère" by Crown Perfumery
An authentic experience - if you can find them.
Sorry I haven't tested English Fern yet, so I can neither agree nor dissent with Drseid's impression.
I think such conclusions might very well be based on the nearby presumption that a classic accord which has survived the times must be something brilliant, a highly refined and elegant composition and maybe outstandingly beautiful. "If God gave ferns a scent, they would smell like Fougère Royal" – this famous sentence which came down to us from Paul Parquet might support such opinions.
Actually, only few people can give us a record of how Paul Parquet's "Fougère Royale" from 1882 and many of its followers originally smelled like. Some leftovers are kept in the secret caves of the Osmothéque in Versailles. Luca Turin was invited to smell Fougère Royale there, and in his book "The Secret of Scent" he reports that it gave him impressions of visiting a bathroom: scrubbed black and white tiles, damp white towels and fecal aromas - "someone else's shit". You could blame Turin for straining after effect, but to some extent, I can reconcile his impression with my own fougère experiences.
I had the chance to test the discontinued "Buckingham" and "Crown Fougère", both by Crown Perfumery, and the still available "Fougère" by Harry Lehmann. Harry Lehmann is a traditional Berlin perfume manufacturer. The business was founded in the 1920's and they still use many of the traditional formula. For details, look into the Parfumo Travel Guide. These three perfumes gave me an idea of what the classic fougère accord must smell like.
The use of the denomination Fougère is widespread. In its broadest sense, more or less everything can be called a Fougère, as long as it has something herbal in it and is not completely oriental. This use - which would even include a vanilla fragrance like Guerlain's Jicky - is not what I am talking about here.
What I experienced in those classic fougères was a very sharp herbal spiciness in the olfactory neighborhood of the aromas of fennel, celery, aniseed, eucalyptus. There is also a reminiscence to the smell of bales of dusty cloth, the dressing in there, and the picture of somebody wearing a sports jacket which indeed implies a link to the idea of masculine elegance.
But the classic fougère accord is not beautiful, it also has something repelling. If you get too much of it, it can be even nauseating, maybe due to excessive use of cumarin. And the sharpness in it can really hurt. My theory is that Fougère was supposed to hurt!
At some point in history, the use of perfume became more and more a privilege of the ladies. Surrounding oneself with beautiful fragrances became something effeminate, and perfume loving men were considered effete persons. The most amiable flowery fragrances have always been sold as ladies' fragrances. Even today some leftover machos at least in some societies categorically refuse to wear perfume since they regard such as unmanly. At gay sex parties everywhere around this planet you are very likely to be refused admittance if you are surrounded by a fragrance other than your own bodily odor.
Fougère is a cultural expression of the development of gender. If beautiful fragrances are for ladies, effete men and mollycoddled boys, then any use of fragrance must hurt to be acceptable. It is pure masochism: many men punish themselves for using fragrance. They enjoy perfume only if by doing so, they can demonstrate that they can take pain. This is why we have After Shave. Applying a sharp alcoholic chemical to freshly shaved skin hurts a lot, and for this way of using fragrance, there is even the justification that the lesions need to be disinfected! Using After Shave and no Eau de Toilette might tell something about a man's personality.
Now, let's count two and two together: the masochistic use of fragrance by so many men plus Turin's impression that Fougère Royale has something to do with toilets. Isn't it comprehensible why Fougère became a success?
One could write the history of perfumery under the aspect of overcoming strict gender roles, starting with Paul Parquet's Fougère Royale. It is a good sign that this masochism cannot be found any more in nowadays sweetish orientals the style of Le Mâle or One Million.
I am not through with the classic fougère accord. Is it reactionary to use it? Or is there a way to transmute the masochism of the past into something different?
There have been a number of releases in the last decade that involve the classic Fougère accord. These Fougères are different. They all have in common that they try to hide away the pain, more or less successful. What is left is a kind of detachedness, a rather relaxed insight that not every accord has to submit to the idea of beauty in order to evoke elegance.
Find out for yourself, here is my shortlist:
#1 "Tina Farina Charme - Stier for Men"
On the fresh side and with poor longevity. My number one because it fades away before the pain sets in.
#2 "Fougère" by Harry Lehmann
Presumably the closest to the original still available.
#3 "MPH" by Washington Tremlett
Nice with a special emphasis on lavender which is very well detectable as such.
#4 "Sartorial" by Penhaligon's
Stressing the textile aspect of Fougère with its declared reference to a Sartorial's workshop.
#5 "Jaques Zolty"
Maybe a bit opulent but very fougère.
#6 "Fougère Royale" by Houbigant
Reformulated re-issue of the original Paul Parquet fragrance. Very stylish flacon, and a refined and modernised Fougère. The air of light elegance betrays us – this cumarin bomb can become nauseating. If it just hadn't Eau de Parfum longevity!
#7 "Vétiver de Frédéric" by Frédéric Haldiman
Great Vetiver with a discerible fougère touch by a great perfumer. Sadly, discontinued.
#8 "Buckingham" and "Crown Fougère" by Crown Perfumery
An authentic experience - if you can find them.
Sorry I haven't tested English Fern yet, so I can neither agree nor dissent with Drseid's impression.