Men
Fahrenheit
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Fahrenheit by Dior is an aromatic fougère fragrance for men. Launched in 1988, this composition was created by Jean-Louis Sieuzac, Michel Almairac and Maurice Roger. The top notes unfold with muguet, lavender, cedar, mandarin, chamomile, bergamot, hawthorn blossom and lemon; the heart reveals violet leaf, nutmeg, cedar, sandalwood, carnation, honeysuckle, jasmine and lily of the valley; while the base notes complete the structure with leather, vetiver, musk, amber, patchouli and tonka bean.
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How I love this fragrance. After months considering buying the current version, I found an almost new one from a 1993 batch (supposedly with the original 1988 formulation) at a reasonable price. I’m excited. How did it end up with that petrol smell? According to legend, it was pure chance. Three perfumers competed to create Dior’s next great fragrance; one by one their concepts were rejected. Frustrated, they threw their samples in the bin outside the headquarters, where the sun did its magic. Hours later, someone found an olfactory disaster that smelled incredible. Dior analysed it and thus Fahrenheit was born. The reality is less chaotic: the fuel aroma comes from a potent combination of leather and violet, with the latter being responsible for the opening smelling like racing diesel. It reminds me a lot of Or Black by Pascal, by the same Jean-Louis Sieuzac, with its use of violet and dark green profile. It’s no coincidence it’s considered a precursor. The original formula, with fragments of discarded compositions, has an unpredictable, almost alchemical quality that makes it hard to categorise. It’s pure late 80s statement: a bold leather structure with strong floral weight, just before the world became obsessed with aquatics. It managed to avoid extinction and remains one of the few of its era still produced because it plays its own rules: unisex flowers, smoky leather and an unforgettable opening. But let’s be honest: if green potent florals with rough leather aren’t your thing, Fahrenheit won’t try to convince you. It’s not here to please everyone; just wait for the right person who understands it.
A classic and a genuine jewel of modern popular men’s perfumery. A product of an era, the 90s, when there wasn’t so much niche snobbery, so many cheap Arab perfumes or so much shameless (re)iterative and clonery trash. An era when luxury French houses like Dior created genuine works of art, provocative, not caring if they sold more or less or if Givenchy or Chanel took their sales. Mythical leather petrol smell, not suitable today for wimp snobs or fans of young brands. Although today the EDT is more reformulated downwards (in the 90s this was sarin gas), it still f***s up 90% of the pop market and some niche jaipeante. Nowadays leathers are IN, mate, they’re super trendy. Although it seems unbelievable I think it has more versatility than Gucci Guilty Absolute or Dior Homme Parfum 2021. Longevity: you don’t take it off in 6-7h. Nowadays Fahrenheit EDT is neither youthful nor innovative, but in my opinion it remains a bloody perfumery jewel. Also it hasn’t increased in price nor changed its smell due to IFRA rules. The modern EDP version, which smells good, I see as more commercial and sweetened. If you’re a fan of the leather petrol of the classic EDT, grab this and skip the EDP. Skip what people say on social media, there’s too much loud boasting and easy money desires. Have your own criteria. Polarising? I sweat my tail on the matter but there’s no other men’s fragrance that polarises so much. There are types who say this would make a rattlesnake horny and others who claim it smells like dirty mechanic. I always liked Fahrenheit EDT, I considered it a personal pleasure aroma and never used it to pick up girls. My wife doesn’t like it much but prefers it 100 times over Kouros, Dior Homme or hardcore leathers.
Horrible. It smells like petrol. Whatever notes they put, it smells like petrol. I can’t stand it.
I personally love it, I adore this fragrance… some say it smells like petrol, well, between tastes and colours… It has excellent longevity and sillage, even on clothes it can last several days. It’s addictive. I would buy it again without hesitation.
I have great respect for those who can stand this scent. Generally I don’t like it, I can’t even stand it; I smelled it only from the bottle to confirm it wasn’t for me. I would never wear it, but it was a distinct and interesting experience. It amused me to discover that the legend that it smells like petrol or tyres is true.
Gentlemen, this is for acquired tastes! If you pass on wines, beer or coffee, or come from Scandal, Le Male, Stronger or Invictus, it’s like jumping from a flavoured cigarette to a Cuban cigar. For those who like leather, it’s a marvel, niche quality in a designer.
Fahrenheit: when the magic vanished. I’ve had the original since 1990 and the current one is a different story. The soul was lost. The top notes that used to wrap you instantly are gone. Even the dry down, once warm and deep, says nothing now. They reformulated it so much they emptied it. For those who knew it in its prime, this is no longer Fahrenheit. It’s just a distant memory. R.I.P.
Fahrenheit doesn’t ask permission to enter. It brushes your face with leather, petrol, wilted flowers and a punch of violet that smells like a nightmare of a botanist with problems. It’s a perfume you don’t wear, you survive it. Launched in 1988, when cars were metal and men wore beards without irony, a cologne could smell like a workshop and turn the city on. Dior got drunk on testosterone and decided men should smell like refined filth. It smells like fuel, contained sweat and flowers with unfriendly faces. That bloke who doesn’t greet you but whom everyone looks at, with a leather jacket full of history and who smokes with style. It doesn’t fit in offices with carpet or gyms. It’s made for back roads, nights without destination and conversations that end in fights. But there’s poetry: under the bonnet there’s violet, nutmeg, amber. A flower among oil drums. Nowadays people look at you strangely because it’s not easy, it’s a declaration of war against the ‘clean and fresh’. It’s putting a black and white film on a TikTok teenager: they move away confused. That makes it glorious. It’s made to mark territory. If you have the character to wear it, congratulations, you’re one of the few who remember how a man used to smell before everything became clinically neutral.
Even though it has been reformulated, Fahrenheit remains the sexiest men’s perfume of yesterday, today and forever (in my humble opinion). In these times when everything on the street smells of pasty sandalwoods, herb sprays and cheap aftershaves, when someone passes defending this jewel you feel like chasing them to thank them for making the world a better place and congratulate them on their exquisite taste.
This fragrance is gorgeous. I bought it thinking it would be a heavy scent, just because of the red and black bottle; anyone would say it follows a dark path, like Red Tobacco. They don’t smell the same, but in my head, I imagined them so due to the colours. Totally the opposite, it’s fresh, very fresh and elegant. It smells like that green I love, reminding me of the eucalyptus bathrooms from when I was little. This and Matsukita are the fresh ones I’d wear for a lifetime; luckily I discovered they’re from the same family, it’s as if Matsukita were the mother of this. For those looking for something fresh and are tired of the typical citrus perfume, this is a good herbal option.
Masterpiece of perfumery. Legendary icon of unbound masculinity. The one who wears this doesn’t care about anything. Tough leather and violet… smell of grease, of petrol. Abstain children and teenagers who like vanilla dessert scents. This is for men. As the famous song said: I like petrol… Give me more petrol!
Masterpiece, classic of classics, it will never go out of fashion.
I agree, it’s not what it used to be. I remember when I was a child that an uncle had it in the 99, and that thing filled a room, with that note of pickled chillies and a touch of petrol, before settling into a leather with green tones. Nowadays, only that very light opening remains to follow a floral violet phase which is the longest-lasting and projects for 2 hours and 30 minutes. After that, there’s a green accord with certain moss nuances close to the skin. Still, it’s one of my favourites.
The fragrance that has given me the most compliments in my collection, and the one people hate the most. Literally, friends have told me that when I wear it, they feel like hugging me and biting me, while others say I smell like petrol… it’s genuine love or hate. What I like is the leather scent it leaves in the whole room. Its longevity isn’t exaggerated, but it lasts for a whole outing and the trail is wide.
I find it a dangerous fragrance, nothing like my style. Very little versatility and it doesn’t go with all scents, including mine. I’m not an expert, but I recognise the good in Fahrenheit; for me, it lacks charm. If I describe it with a real-life situation, it smells like a brand-new leather jacket soaked in petrol.
A classic for those with good taste, a night perfume. Excellent for a good night out. For 30 and above.
Totally masculine, versatile and attractive scent. Ideal for over 25s, cold or hot, day or night. Sexy and spectacular. Suitable for men only.
I tried it because I wanted to; it smells good at first, but then it gives me nausea from the petrol scent and makes me sweat. I used up the entire liquid until the bottle ran dry, but afterwards my ball bottle broke, losing the Fahrenheit aroma. Never again will I try this; it just gives me nausea from the petrol smell. Goodbye, Fahrenheit.
I loved the scent at first, didn’t hesitate to add it to my collection, but it was when I started using it that it gave me a headache.
Leather works brilliantly when not paired with vanilla or caramel.
When one thinks of iconic leather fragrances, probably the first that comes to mind is Fahrenheit by Dior, an absolute classic that remains more than current within the world of designer perfumery. Is it a perfume for anyone? Absolutely not. Fahrenheit can be very complicated both to wear and to perceive. Here we find an intense leather, combined mainly with woods, a citrus touch, and certain green nuances that give it depth and character. It’s a composition that doesn’t seek to please: it seeks to impact. I’ve always been a staunch defender that there is no gender in perfumery, but I must admit that if they asked me to name a purely masculine fragrance, Fahrenheit would probably be the most accurate answer. It has that classic, robust, and secure air that very few fragrances manage to convey. I invite users to try it before buying it, and not just on a blotter: it must be experienced on skin, where its development is better understood and shows all its facets. Although it has been on the market for decades, its scent doesn’t go out of fashion. A true emblem of modern perfumery. Totally recommended.
@Dr. Blues Totally agree.
Forget petrol, this smells of pure motor oil. That’s the essence of this masterpiece, which is why it reminds many of a garage. It’s addictive, and although it doesn’t have that nuclear performance of the past, it’s better because it doesn’t overwhelm. Alongside Kouros and Cool Water, it’s an icon of the 80s. COLOSAL.
This smells like my best days at University when I was just starting. Just smelling it is travelling back in time and remembering all that wonderful era; it’s indescribable everything I feel and passes through my head when I smell this perfume. That’s what I have to contribute; for everything else there is Mastercard.
What more can be said about the best perfume in the history of humanity!! It’s the Muhammad Ali of men’s perfumery.
Top 10 iconic perfumes in history. I’ve been told everything when I’ve sprayed it: that it smells of an old sofa, workshop, oil, petrol, grease… you’ll never leave anyone indifferent. Many people won’t like it, but it’s a perfume you wear for yourself (as it should be). However, behind that roughness hides a spectacular set of floral and even fresh notes that go unnoticed by those who smell you passing by. Fahrenheit has what most perfumes of recent years lack: soul.
Those of us who lived in Spain in the late eighties and early nineties remember watching TV in the afternoon, the news reports that smelled of lamps and debate, the music of the Movida digested and new groups between guitar and romantic despair. It was an era when buying a potent cologne was a ritual passport to escape provincial habits. In this landscape appeared Fahrenheit. It brought the idea of a modern man who wasn’t a model or rockstar, but someone with presence and the habit of smoking while reflecting during breaks in afternoon movies. Fahrenheit smells of meditated contradiction. On top there are citrus and a clarity that recalls dawn in the city, squeezed mandarins in a lost bar. Then there is what most remember and comment on before knowing how to call it: that green note, almost metallic and at the same time velvety, which people describe as violet leaf, petrol smell, mechanic’s garage, or car grease, depending on the skin and memory. When the floral and metallic appear, they settle on warm leather, dry woods, and a resin that holds everything together with discipline. Undoubtedly it is a polarising fragrance; you either love it or argue about it with passion. Those who try it for the first time usually live the moment of surprise, that gesture of bringing the hand to the nose and repeating because it didn’t smell like what they expected. Over the decades it has been maintained for a simple reason: it didn’t go out of fashion because it wasn’t designed to be fashion. Fahrenheit fits warm-light dinners, afternoon sessions that drag on, and night walks down streets that still smell of freshly baked bread. It’s perfect for autumn and winter and impossible for sweaty summer afternoons and terraces. If you’re looking to seduce with youthful sweetness, this isn’t for you. If you’re looking to project solvency without looking like valuable furniture, it is. Regarding age and audience, it has that charm of a fragrance that benefits those who have moved from the desire to please to the decision to impose style. Some might say it’s for over-forties. In the years it came out, it coexisted with Eau Sauvage and other colognes that aimed for absolute cleanliness. Fahrenheit brought something rougher, more human. Today, facing current launches that seek novelty for novelty’s sake, Fahrenheit remains a classic gesture with an edge. There are contemporary fragrances that take up its idea of contrast between green note and leather, but few do so with the same emotional solvency. A humorous note that always happens to me and I have to confess: the name obliges me to look at how it’s written every time. Fahrenheit or Fahrenheit, with a capital F out of respect. It’s a typographical curiosity that makes me smile at every label and which I solve in digital times with control+C and control+V. To finish, a kind warning: if you’re going to wear Fahrenheit in enclosed places, moderation. Not for simple manners, but because its personality is strong. One or two sprays are enough to say what you need to say, exposing yourself to an emotional trap: you might have them return a childhood anecdote or tell you the name of a guy who wore the same cologne. In both cases, you’ll lose track of time for an instant and gain an interesting conversation.
Iconic colour and its biggest problem is that it has been reformulated too many times; there are loads of clone shops, even in shopping centres, that imitate the smell very well, not just the current version but the original too. I don’t know if it makes much sense to keep buying these bottles when there are clones that imitate it so well. It smells of petrol, leather, and a workshop; it’s fantastic if you like this.
Tested this yesterday to see if it really smelled like petrol. I understand it has been reformulated and no longer has the potency of before. The opening wasn’t bad, but then on the skin it picked up a motor oil scent, truly a mechanic’s garage smell. Later, as it dried and time passed, it developed a very pleasant leather scent. It projected for about three hours before starting to fade; I suppose earlier batches had better longevity. Definitely, this perfume isn’t for everyone.
I’m embarrassed to say that at 43 years old I hadn’t tried it until today. I went to buy other things, passed a serious retailer where they had this, which I always wanted to try. It’s been five hours since I applied it. On my skin and what I smell, it’s practically pure violet with a suede base. Petrol? 80s-90s? Vintage? As current as the air that just passed through your brain while reading these words. My wife says it smells of old age. We smell two different fragrances. Personally, it has fascinated me, and with all the love I have for my wife, this is divorce material. I’m sticking with the cologne and looking for a woman who wants the cologne.
A classic, very good fragrance.
Fahrenheit. The fragrance that defines masculinity; everyone associates it with the father, the grandfather, the mechanic’s garage… and for good reason, this is the essence of MAN, in capital letters. It’s not sweet, it’s not ‘modern’, it’s not for pleasing, it’s for imposing presence. It has that old-school DNA that separates real men from those still searching for identity. If you’re an idiot without attitude and you wear it… brother, change it immediately, it’s too big for you. This fragrance isn’t worn, it’s carried. And if you don’t have the attitude, it will crush you.
It’s fine if you want to smell like petrol.
It was the first men’s fragrance I was even aware of. The first one that conquered me when I didn’t yet know what it was to be conquered or to conquer. Fun fact: a cousin’s friend used to wear it when they were in suits and going out at night. I think it should be worn with great care… it’s one of those fragrances that ‘deflours’ (as the lads say) and, besides, it gives you away. It doesn’t go unnoticed, not even at a distance. It reminds me of the effect of Musc Ravageur by Frédéric Malle.
Intrusive leather that cancels out any other scent.
Smells like burnt rubber.
A reference to Fahrenheit 451? (The protagonist says in the first chapter: ‘Petrol is my perfume’). It’s a rare fragrance, smelling of metallic sweet leather, perhaps reminiscent of petrol but more like incense. It’s very flat, evolving almost not at all because the leather dominates everything. The mandarin and lemon fade quickly, the bergamot a bit longer; what truly lasts are the sandalwood and violet (the leather isn’t even mentioned, it overpowers the rest). If you’ve made bread, it smells like the gas from dough fermented with commercial yeast. The base is very similar, almost identical to ‘Nautica’. The first time it tired me out. It doesn’t smell bad, but I can’t imagine wearing it, unless I were a rough motorcyclist or sporting a very dark outfit.
Very cosplay fragrance. If you already have a look, a character, or a defined way of existing, this perfume adds absolutely nothing. The petrol note at the start is magnificent, far too good compared to the rest of the blend; once it fades, it’s simply ‘a fragrance’, a super common scent with little charm.
I absolutely love it. This fragrance has no middle ground: you either like it or you don’t. It smells like a MAN. It works for the office or going out at night, but not for hot climates.
A unique classic composition with top-tier accords. It feels fresh yet distinct from fuel, blended with floral notes and a hint of lipstick, all under a Dior-level ozone aura. My mother dislikes my leather or heavy scents, but this is her favourite despite that note; combined with the violets, it demands strong, solid personality to unlock her potential and avoid smelling like petrol, a common pitfall for beginners or those who prefer mainstream fragrances. It’s normal to love or hate it; in my case, it’s love. I wish for more sillage and longevity, but it’s compensated by the quality and history. If you have the right personality, you’ll understand its weight and significance.