Men
Tom of Finland
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Tom of Finland by Etat Libre d'Orange is an aromatic woody fragrance for men. Launched in 2007, the nose behind this creation is Antoine Lie. The top notes are aldehydes and Amalfi lemon; the heart combines birch, pine, cypress, pepper, geranium and galbanum; while the base reveals a blend of suede, vanilla, tonka bean, iris, musk, vetiver, styrax and ambergris.
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I don’t know if it’s a lack of sensitivity to its components or what, but I practically don’t smell this fragrance, which is so acclaimed by the general public.
I don’t know if it is a lack of sensitivity to its components or what, but I practically do not smell this fragrance which is so acclaimed by the general public.
Tom of Finland opens citrus and aldehydic, an aromatic freshness cocktail. The aldehydes print a characteristic seal of 80s/90s fragrances like Salvador de S. Dali or Phileas. This opening is the most striking. As it evolves, a cocktail of soft woods and a sweet suede with a touch of iris enters, giving it a powdery air. The dry-down behaves well but feels very light and skin-hugging, playing with sexual musky connotations thanks to that cosy suede. It smells good, it’s comfortable, leans towards being light, good for daily wear and high temperatures. But it happens to many designer fragrances: pleasant and fulfilling opening, and when it dries it becomes generic, little original and insignificant. If you add to that the high niche price, it’s not worth it. Rating: 3.
Tom of Finland is a super fresh, citrusy, aldehydic cocktail, very aromatic. The aldehydes give it that signature 80s/90s fragrance seal, like Salvador Dalí or Phileas. The dry-down is the most striking and talked-about part; then comes a blend of soft woods and a sweet suede with iris that adds a powdery touch. The dry-down is good but feels very light and skin-scented, with musky and cosy notes. It smells nice, is comfortable, ideal for daily wear and heat, but like many designer scents: great opening, but once it settles it becomes generic, unoriginal and forgettable. Adding the high niche price, it doesn’t pay off. Rating: 3
This fragrance, sold as for a modern and avant-garde user, is a genuine fiasco. It is poorly harmonised synthetic, almost imperceptible, with a touch of a closed cupboard for years and a trail of guasha. I know men and women who wear it and never receive compliments; moreover, they do not look enthusiastic. They wear it to be ‘progressive’. This niche house has laughable fragrances. I, or one of two, or its customers (who they have, even celebrities) are friends of the shop assistant and buy it to do her a favour, or those celebrities receive commission for advertising their horrifying fragrances. Almost all are bad and of mediocre quality raw materials. All the fragrances I have tested on my skin sour as soon as they come into contact. Horrendous fragrance (and this is another one from this perfume house).
This fragrance, sold as for a modern and avant-garde user, is a real fiasco. Poorly harmonised synthetic, almost imperceptible, with a note of a closed wardrobe for years and a trail of guasha. I know men and women who wear it and never receive compliments, nor see themselves enthusiastic. It’s worn to be ‘progressive’. This niche house has laughable fragrances. I, or one of two, or my clients (even celebrities) are friends of the shop assistant or receive commission to advertise their repulsive fragrances. Almost all are bad and of mediocre raw materials. All the ones I’ve tested on my skin sour as soon as they enter. Horrendous fragrance (another from this house).
I’m obsessed with this fragrance and save up until I can buy it. It smells like freshly cleaned gay saunas, mixing the smell of the previous night with that of cleaning products, leather, men’s perfume and humidity. It’s a wild stench of sex and vice, but at the same time elegant and masculine. Smell of nothing mattering anymore and us being swallowed by desire and the frenzy of bodies sculpted by the gym and anabolics. You can smell the aldehydes, the woods and the iris base. The bad thing is the longevity and projection. For me, a work of art like those of the great Tom himself.
I found this a perfume disaster. There are fragrances that don’t appeal to you but at least they stir you up inside; this leaves me indifferent, I think it lacks something to be a perfume. Lately independent brands recreate places and sensations, bottle memories. It could work, but here it is average. If I remember correctly, Jasmin and Cigarettes from the same house suffer from the same flaw: for me it smelled nothing more than the Torrespaña office in 1986 after a carton of Winston. Is it perfume or a place smell? It comes down to taste, but if a perfume has to make me think of things, I prefer the starting point to be abstract. The opening of Tom of Finland is a hit of mechanical leather with hints of a car workshop, oils and industrial greases; just the leather I dislike the most, it smells like a mechanic’s rag (Fahrenheit, Gucci Guilty Absolute, Incense Flash by Tauer). You spend a good time there, without ups or downs, going at it with the mechanic’s rag in your throat. When you think it is thematic and static, a vanilla accord enters. It is not gourmand vanilla, nor woody, nor standard; it has powdery nuances of heliotrope, it is cold and without sweetness, with memories of an old dressing table that then gets soaked in horrible aromatic crudeness, like making an infusion with toads and pond water, with that wet and putrid taste of ambroxan. To finish, geranium, lily, lemon and galbanum enter, giving it an outdated, powdery tone, like plastic utensils, latex and spiced lotions from when the stars were Marlene Dietrich and Errol Flynn. Tom of Finland starts strong like an oiled mechanic’s glove and ends in a contemporary vision of leather or suede classics macerated in spices and masculine flowers, like Knize Ten or Habit Rouge updated. Removing the opening, it loses momentum until it becomes a lotion that whispers. Not repulsive, I found it unpleasant and annoying. The name, Tom of Finland, is an underground comic artist of porn, motorcyclists with vests and harnesses showing swollen penises. Saunas, cruising and group sex behind society’s back. I think the reference to the iconography is well done, because the mix makes you think of a motorcycle workshop, treated leather, latex and bodily secretions. But wanting to smell as if five angels of hell had just run over me is another matter. Then the thing is not that big, instead Captain von Trapp from The Sound of Music cuddles up whispering velvet words. PS: I am liking the house more and more, Etat Libre d’Orange, whether you like it more or less it does not leave you indifferent. And that I love.
I thought it was a disaster. There are perfumes you don’t like but they stir you up, even if it’s disgust. This leaves me indifferent, I think it’s missing something to be a perfume. Independent brands try to bottle spaces or memories, sometimes it works well, sometimes regular like this. I remember Jasmin et Cigarettes, from the same house, which for me only smelled like the Torrespaña office in 1986 after several technicians had smoked a Winston. Is it perfume or the smell of a place? It’s a matter of taste, but if a perfume has to make me think of things, I prefer the starting point to be abstract. The opening of Tom of Finland is a slap of mechanical leather with hints of a car workshop, oils and lubricants, just the leather I dislike the most, it smells like mechanic’s rags (like Fahrenheit, Gucci Guilty Absolute, Incense Flash by Tauer). You spend a good time there, without ups or downs, headfirst with the mechanic’s rag in your throat. When you think it’s thematic and without movement, a vanilla accord enters. It’s not gourmand vanilla, nor woody, nor current, it has powdery nuances of heliotrope, it’s cold and without sweetness, with memories of an old dressing table soaked in awful aromatic crudeness, like making an infusion with toads and pond water, with that wet, living and putrid taste of ambroxan. Then comes the geranium, lily, lemon and galbanum, they give the finishing touch with an aromatic tone, powdery and outdated, like plastic and latex utensils and spiced tonics for gentlemen of the Marlene Dietrich and Errol Flynn era. Tom of Finland starts strong like an oiled mechanic’s glove and ends in a contemporary vision of leather or suede classics macerated in spices and masculine flowers, no more or less than a Knize Ten or Habit Rouge updated. Removing the opening, it loses steam until it becomes a lotion that whispers. Not repulsive, I found it unpleasant and annoying. The name refers to an underground comic pornographer, motorcyclists with vests showing swollen penises. Saunas, cruising and group sex behind society’s back. The reference to the iconography is well done because the mixture makes you think of a motorcycle workshop, treated leather, latex and bodily secretions. But wanting me to smell as if five angels of hell had just run over me is another matter. Then the thing isn’t that big, instead Captain von Trapp from The Sound of Music cuddles up whispering velvet words. PS: I’m liking the house more and more, Etat Libre d’Orange, you like it or not, it doesn’t leave you indifferent and that I love.
A delight, it smells like very clean sex if that makes sense.
To understand it, you need to know the art of Tom of Finland, who paints hypermasculine men in leather and latex. That explains the synthetic aroma, like plastic or flavoured condoms. It’s a sweet latex smell with leather that activates the olfactory memory of sex, which I think is its goal. I still don’t know its performance in heat, it’s not versatile, only for fresh days, with rain or cold months.
It is a creamy, soft and sweet fragrance. The base of iris, vanilla and suede dominates, creating an aura of extreme cleanliness. Unlike other reviews, it is not strident, greasy or heavy; it is elegant, seductive and discreet, with a strong presence. It generates warmth and invites you to rest your nose against the skin. It has a mixed texture that highlights its powdery and creamy aspects. I find it suitable for mild and cold climates, versatile for day or night. It has a medium trail and high longevity; three sprays last all day. It is a success if you like suede. Anecdote: it has earned me many compliments, both men and women like it equally, you just need to know how to wear it, it is not easy to carry.
It’s a creamy, soft and sweet fragrance with a base of iris, vanilla and suede that gives an aura of extreme cleanliness. It’s not strident or greasy, but elegant and seductive, discreet yet present, generating warmth and inviting you to smell it. It has a mixed texture, powdery and creamy. I wear it in temperate and cold climates, day or night, it’s versatile. The trail is medium and longevity is high, three sprays and it lasts all day. If you like suede, it’s a hit. It’s given me many compliments, men and women love it, but you have to know how to wear it because it’s not easy to carry.
The leather smells bad, it lacks originality and is annoying.
Unpleasant leather, unoriginal and annoying.
I bought an old batch and the liquid already looks orange, which happens to many. It starts fresh and synthetic, then evolves into a subtle leather mixed with vanilla and iris that smells like latex condoms; it sounds bad but is incredibly pleasant. As @Dano88 says, it smells like clean sex and I love it.