Men

Tom of Finland

Antoine Lie
Perfumista
Antoine Lie
4.05 de 5
1,880 votos

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Descripción

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 feature 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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  • Invierno 30%
  • Primavera 25%
  • Verano 10%
  • Otoño 35%
  • Día 48%
  • Noche 52%

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Comunidad

1,880 votos

  • Positivo 78%
  • Negativo 11%
  • Neutral 10%

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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.

  • Tom of Finland opens citrusy and aldehydic, a very aromatic freshness cocktail. The aldehydes stamp 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 an iris touch enters, giving it a powdery air. The dry-down behaves well but feels very light and skin-scented, playing with cozy, sexual musk connotations thanks to that suede. It smells good, it’s comfortable, leans light, good for daily wear and high temperatures. But it suffers from many designer fragrances: pleasant and fulfilling opening, but when it dries down it becomes generic, unoriginal, and insignificant. If you add 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 vibe, like Salvador Dalí or Phileas. The dry-down is the most striking and talkable part; then a blend of soft woods and a sweet suede with iris kicks in, adding a powdery touch. The dry-down is decent but feels very light and skin-scented, with musky and cozy nuances. It smells good, is comfortable, and ideal for daily wear and heat, but like many designer scents: great opening, but once it dries down it becomes generic, unoriginal, and forgettable. Adding the high niche price, it’s not worth it. Rating: 3

  • Edu Lezana

    This fragrance, sold as for a modern and avant-garde user, is an absolute fiasco. Poorly harmonized synthetic, almost imperceptible, with a closed closet smell from years ago and a trail of soap. I know men and women who wear it and never receive compliments, nor see themselves excited. People wear it to be ‘progressive’. This niche house has laughable fragrances. I, or one of two, or my clients (even celebrities) are friends of the sales assistant or receive commissions to advertise their horrifying fragrances. Almost all are bad and made 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).

  • Edu Lezana

    This fragrance, marketed for a modern and avant-garde user, is an absolute fiasco. It’s poorly harmonized synthetic, almost imperceptible, with a touch of a closed closet for years and a sillage of a fart. I know men and women who wear it and never receive compliments; besides, they don’t 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 sales associate and buy it to do her a favor, or those celebrities get a commission for advertising their repulsive fragrances. Almost all are bad and of mediocre quality raw materials. All the fragrances I’ve tested on my skin sour the moment they touch. Horrendous fragrance (and already another one from this perfume house).

  • I’m obsessed with this fragrance and save up to buy it. It smells like freshly cleaned gay saunas, mixing the scent of the previous night with cleaning products, leather, men’s perfume, and humidity. It’s a wild stench of sex and vice, yet elegant and masculine. It smells like nothing matters anymore and we let ourselves be swallowed by desire and the frenzy of bodies sculpted by the gym and anabolics. You can smell the aldehydes, woods, and iris base. The bad part is the longevity and projection. For me, a work of art like Tom’s.

  • I found this perfume to be a disaster. There are fragrances that don’t appeal to you but at least stir something inside; this one leaves me indifferent, I think it’s missing something to be a perfume. Lately, independent brands recreate places and sensations, bottling memories. It could have gone well, but here it’s just average. If I remember correctly, Jasmin and Cigarettes from the same house suffer from the same flaw: for me, it didn’t smell anything more than the Torrespaña office in 1986 after a carton of Winston. Is it perfume or just a place smell? It’s up to taste, but if a perfume makes 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 garage, oils, and industrial lubricants; exactly the leather I dislike most, it smells like a mechanic’s rag (Fahrenheit, Gucci Guilty Absolute, Incense Flash by Tauer). You spend a good time there, no ups or downs, just soaked in the mechanic’s rag in the throat. When you think it’s thematic and static, a vanilla accord kicks in. It’s not gourmand vanilla, nor woody, nor standard; it has powdery nuances of heliotrope, it’s cold and not sweet, with memories of an old dressing table that then gets soaked in terrible aromatic crudeness, like making an infusion with toads and pond water, with that wet and putrid smell 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 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 a modernized Knize Ten or Habit Rouge. Removing the opening, it loses steam until it becomes a whispering lotion. Not repulsive, but I found it unpleasant and annoying. The name, Tom of Finland, is an underground comic artist of porn, bikers 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 garage, treated leather, latex, and bodily secretions. But wanting to smell like five angels of hell just ran over me is another thing. 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, Etat Libre d’Orange, more and more, whether you like it or not, it doesn’t leave you indifferent. And that’s what I love.

  • Espartaco

    It felt like a disaster to me. There are perfumes you don’t like but that turn you on, even if it’s disgust. This one 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 it’s average 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 smoked a Winston. Is it a perfume or the smell of a place? It comes down to taste, but if a perfume makes me think of things, I prefer the starting point to be abstract. The Tom of Finland opening is a slap of mechanical leather with hints of a car shop, oils, and lubricants—just the leather I dislike the most, smelling like a mechanic’s rag (like Fahrenheit, Gucci Guilty Absolute, or Incense Flash by Tauer). You spend a good time there, no ups or downs, just a mechanic’s rag stuffed in your throat. When you think it’s thematic and static, a vanilla accord enters. It’s not gourmand vanilla, nor woody, nor modern; it has powdery heliotrope nuances, it’s cold and without sweetness, with memories of an old powder room soaked in awful aromatic crudeness, like making an infusion with toads and pond water, with that wet, alive, and putrid ambroxan taste. Then geranium, lily, lemon, and galbanum enter, giving it the finishing touch with an aromatic, powdery, and outdated tone of plastic and latex utensils and spiced gentleman’s lotions from 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, nothing more or less than an updated Knize Ten or Habit Rouge. Removing the opening, it loses steam until it becomes a whispering lotion. Not repulsive, but I found it unpleasant and annoying. The name refers to an underground comic pornographer, bikers with vests showing swollen penises. Saunas, cruising, and group sex behind society’s back. The reference to the iconography is well-done because the blend makes you think of a motorcycle workshop, treated leather, latex, and bodily secretions. But wanting to smell like five angels of hell just ran over me is another thing. Then it’s not such a big deal; instead, Captain von Trapp from The Sound of Music cuddles up whispering velvet words. P.S.: I’m liking the house more and more, Etat Libre d’Orange; whether you like it or not, it doesn’t leave you indifferent, and that I love.

  • 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 flavored condoms. It’s a sweet latex scent with leather that triggers olfactory memories of sex, which I think is its goal. I still don’t know how it performs in the heat; it’s not versatile, only for fresh days, rainy days, or cold months.

  • It’s a creamy, soft, and sweet fragrance. The base of iris, vanilla, and suede dominates, creating an aura of extreme cleanliness. Unlike other reviews, it’s not loud, greasy, or heavy; it’s elegant, seductive, and discreet, yet with a strong presence. It generates warmth and invites you to press your nose against the skin. It has a mixed texture that highlights its powdery and creamy qualities. I wear it in temperate and cold climates, versatile for day or night. It has moderate sillage and high longevity; three sprays last all day. It’s a hit if you like suede. Anecdote: it’s gotten me lots of compliments; both men and women like it equally, you just have to know how to wear it, it’s not easy to pull off.

  • It’s a creamy, soft, and sweet fragrance with a base of iris, vanilla, and suede that creates an aura of extreme cleanliness. It’s not loud or greasy, but elegant and seductive, discreet yet present, generating warmth and inviting you to get closer. 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 moderate and longevity is high—three sprays last all day. If you like suede, it’s a hit. It’s gotten me many compliments; men and women love it, but you have to know how to wear it because it’s not easy to carry.

  • PacmanKinder

    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; sounds bad but it’s incredibly pleasant. As @Dano88 says, it smells like clean sex and I love it.