Fragrance and Father’s Day: Three Generations of Love and Scent

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Igor with his Father in 1990

 

The meaning of Father’s Day has changed for me over the years, its value and importance has increased tremendously. Ever since our families arrival here in America when I was just a small boy, we were introduced to this holiday and recognition for which it represents (back in our home country there was never such a holiday – only international women’s day). As a kid growing up here in America, it was just a holiday and even though we began celebrating as a family each year I didn’t take it as seriously until later in my life. Father’s Day in our family is about gifts and is shared between my grandfather and father.  The usual gifts each year often include cologne (sometimes giftsets) which my mom picks out as most appealing in the store.  Looking back to my younger years, the memory of my grandfather’s and my father’s fragrance is vague as I did not pay close attention to it as I do now – I do remember the colognes were overtly masculine with strong sillage.

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Igor with his Grandfather1996

My grandfather in particular is known for dousing himself in cologne including the neck and front of the face (I have always been amused by this). My father also applies cologne similarly but recently started to go less with the trigger.  Looking back, the only colognes that I can remember him wearing years ago are Le Male by Jean Paul Gaultier, L'Eau par Kenzo pour Homme by Kenzo, and XS by Paco Rabanne. Jaipur Homme by Boucheron EDT has remained his favorite over the years for nighttime and private events, which by the way smells fantastic both in cooler weather and humid hot weather (super versatile for any season). Today, when he puts on Jaipur, it always brings back so many memories of all previous events and outings that he specifically wore this fragrance to – I would say this has to be my favorite as well and most enjoyable fragrance that he puts on.  Currently, my grandfather really enjoys Fahrenheit EDT by Dior and M7 by Yves Saint Laurent, which were gifted to him for Father’s Day.

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Igor with his Dad

Although I haven’t introduced them to much niche perfumery, I do plan on it  the future  so they can share in my love for this world.  For me, perfumery is all about building memories with my grandfather and father.  Time runs faster than we can keep up – I know that whenever I want to reminisce and build future memories I am only one spritz away.

Guest Contributor, Igor Kipnis of GOODSMELLAS and NOSEDOM

all photos are property of Igor Kipnis.

Editor's Note: Thank you Igor for sharing three generations of fragrance lovers with our readers. Please share your memories of the scents your father and grandfather wore. Happy Father's Day Sunday 6/21/2015

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5 comments

  • How touching this piece was and it is really important to have these memories. It looks like you have a loving family and a great dad and grandfather. My dad wears Bleu de Chanel because I bought it for him a well as Dior Homme.Otherwise he would still be wearing Drakkar Noir.
    My grandfather wore Canoe and Aqua Velva!!!

  • My father wore something like Brut but everything smelt wonderful on him. His dark skin turned all the cheap colognes into warm and endearing fragrances. So, happy memories with my Dad and happy memories of his endearing zest for life and I miss
    him. I will raise my glass to him this coming Fathers Day.

  • This has really touched my heart today. It makes me appreciate all the more my dad and brings back some great scent-related memories. Thank you for sharing your story.

  • fazalcheema says:

    My first memories of my father is of Yardley Gold and Old Spice but my father told me in 1990s his favorite perfume is Paco Rabanne Pour Homme ..it may be he wore it in times when i had not been born yet or was very young…

  • My (step)father wore several different fragrances. When he married my mother, I was 10, and he moved in with a bottle of Old Spice.

    But my mother would always surprise him with gifts of wonderful scents. I remember so many of them, over the decades: Roman Brio (great name, bad cologne), Royall Lime (still one of my favorites), Eternity (that one lasted too many years on his dresser for my taste), and Dolce and Gabanna pour homme (another good one).

    A few days after my mother’s death, a package arrived in the mail. She had just ordered him two more bottles.