Tigress by Fragrances of France, 1938

Faberge had some really nice frags amongst their range. Tigress was one of them. It had a funny caramelised note, almost boozy in its nature at the front, then sank into a musky animal. This was for naughty girls or good girls being bad. Lots of fun. Like a smutty vanilla. There was a spicy edge too almost like carnations. It wasn't my favourite though.

Sometimes you may feel for Canard à l'orange but some other times, fish and chips in an old newspaper will hit the spot! I love rich, complex and sophisticated perfumes but I can also appreciate simpler inexpensive fragrances as well (as long as they are original and not too synthetic, of course). Tigress is one of those cheaper "drugstore fragrances" that can be absolutely wonderful when worn by the right person. I haven't seen Tigress for quite a while and I don't even know whether the original fragrance (the one I loved back in the 70's) is still available but just writing about it makes me want to go and look for it. If I can find it, I shall buy a bottle for old times sake!

Didn't like it much in the '60s, and doubt I'd like it at all now. I found it crass, to be honest, and it smelled cheap. Maybe it was partly my 1950s midwestern Methodist upbringing and I just need to get over it, but fragrances that shout, "Look at me, I'm sexy!!!" almost never are to me. When I was given the well-known three-cologne set, I used the other two, gave away the Tigress and kept the cool bottle as a bud vase.

Ah Tigress! I got a bottle of this for my 12th birthday, May 1, 1968. Exotic, mysterious, powerful - it was heady stuff for girl that age. To me Tigress embodies that time of raging hormones. Just the name of it sent a surge of warmth and eagerness through me. When I put it on I thought I could conquer the world. I used up that first bottle in no time and was drawn into the world of fragrance when I set out on my bike, babysitting money in hand,in pursuit of another bottle.

Like others here, my mom used to wear this sometimes. I really don't remember the scent all that well, pleasant enough... but have to give it a thumbs up just for that crazy fuzzy cap!

Oh wow, I loved reading all those reviews! My mom used to wear it back in the 60's and 70's and I think it set the standard for me for musky, floral, spicy scents rather than super sweet florals. I agree about the furry cap, what a sassy, sultry marketing idea. I was fascinated when I was little with that silly cap!

Ah--this was my late Mom's all-time fav way back in the '50's and '60's--this one and Evening In Paris--I can still remember how the Tigress smelled--way too musky, way too strong--way too overbearing, and dark--definitely for wearing to a night club--but, Mom loved it--and, that kitchy, faux Tiger-skin covered cap--how could it miss?! We always gave her Heaven Sent, instead, hoping to give her a hint--now, the original of that one I just adore!

Lord I loved this stuff, and wore the bath oil as perfume in the 60s. How I wish I had some again. This scent was truly mine. There was a nice Tigress Musk as well. Thomas Wolf was right. You can't go home again.

First off, buy or swap for the vintage stuff only. (The new stuff is pure shite.)

What we have here is Shalimar's older, somewhat sluttier sister and Tabu's distant cousin. She is every bit as vanilla-laden as Shalimar, but not half so, eh, demure. She's every bit as sultry as Tabu, but sans the strong herbal/"root beer" notes of Tabu.

This is not a frag for young women, IMHO. No, this is thirty to fifty-something cougar material all the way.

By the bye: without a doubt, Tigress' fun faux fur capped bottle was one of the kitschiest in all of perfume bottle history.

I wore this back in the 60's when Cary Grant (yes, THE Cary Grant) took over Faberge. What a smart business man! The marketing campaign for this and two other old Faberge scents put Faberge back on the map. I remember this as a fun, cheap oriental. Tons of amber and spice! Ah, the good ol days...