Drakkar Noir and Grandson

It’s fun when a Grandson shows interest in all my shaving junk.  His dad is also a wet shaver and although this munchkin is only in second grade he has an old Gillette flair, a synthetic brush (custom mind you), and some soaps.  He’ll lather up on weekends and scrub that soap off with his blade less Gillette.  But every single day he slaps on some aftershave or cologne and thoroughly enjoys himself when he comes over and sniffs his Dobby’s collection.  He asked me today if I might have some cologne he could give his Dad for Christmas and his Mom drove him over. (She said he was going to give his Dad one of his but my daughter knew I would hook a brother up.) so around lunchtime he and I (and mom) spent some time sniffing.  He chose an old vintage bottle of Avon Timberline in a car decanter.  Good choice kid, and one I enjoy too.  (I’ll find another).  I told him to pick another too and he chose a bottle of Drakkar Noir that frankly I’ll be glad to get shut of.  I made sure his mom liked it, he liked it, and I’m guessing his Dad will too.  Me?  Not so much.  The bottle was a gift from my bride who loves the scent.  But me?  Not so much.  It’s probably 10 years old and evaporation will have used more of the juice than I have.  I’d wear it for her on occasional date nights and anniversary dinners and such but boy howdy that stuff stunk.  I didn’t care for it when it came out in the mid 80’s although I recognize I’m the odd man out.  Aromatic Fougeres?  I like em.  Tabac is great.  Vintage powerhouse Brut?  You bet.  Polo green?  My heavens yes. But this putrefaction Guy Laroche sprung on an unsuspecting populace?  Douche move there Guy.  I am over the moon to get that albatross off my neck in a way that makes my bride happy.  I’ll stumble across another bottle of Avon Timberline and pick it up.  But if another bottle of Drakkar shows up I’ll be calling the kid!

Hey Matt, I have to admit that I don't mind Drakkar Noir every once in a while.  For me, though, the biggest stinker on the market right now is the bloody awful Dior Sauvage.  Absolutely putrid.  What I don't understand is why Christian Dior named it Sauvage when they already have (the absolutely terrific) Eau Sauvage and the two are not even remotely alike.  I'm sure that one or two of our members might actually sing the praises of Sauvage but I can't get near it.  Once again, scent is so incredibly subjective.

P.S. Great story, by the way.

I cannot stand when a company does this. Recently discovered this with Bvlgari Black, they have Bvlgari Black as well as a cologne called Bvlgari Black Man and the 2 couldn't be more different. It's like they can't think of a different name for a cologne so they do things like this to confuse the public. It's bad marketing even though the Man cologne smells great.