Unutamam by Nishane

This smells like Jägermeister in a spray. If it had the stag, came in green glass (which it already does), and was called Eau de Jagger, you’d believe it. It’s nuclear: one spray and you pray you don’t get white clothes, it stains. Matos doesn’t disappoint, and if mixed with Nishane, even less so. Uniqueness and a ten-meter trail. Versatility and presentation, well, another story. Price-quality, well, let’s leave it at that. In short: ‘Jagger in a spray’. Occasion: intimate enjoyment. Alternative: The Black Knight by FB. Blind buy? Absolutely.

This is Jägermeister in spray form. If it came in a green glass bottle with a stag on it and was called Eau de Jagger, you’d believe it. It’s nuclear: one spray and you pray it distributes evenly without ruining your white clothes (it stains). Matos doesn’t disappoint, especially compared to Nishane. 5-star uniqueness and longevity, 4-star sillage. Low versatility, average presentation, few compliments, and poor quality-to-price ratio. Best for office or night wear. Use in cold weather or at night. Target: adult men. Unisex level: men. Ideal atomization: medium. In short: ‘Jagger in spray’. Occasion: intimate. Alternative: The Black Knight by Frederic Malle. Blind buy? Yes, absolutely.

I have it and it seems like a wild ride. I’ve used it 4 times because I have a huge variety, but I think I’ll keep using it for specific moments, to mark territory. It smells like ‘Wild West tough guy’: Clint Eastwood, John Ford, John Wayne.

A perfume with Miguel Matos’ signature, challenging and avant-garde. Very dark, earthy green, with a hint of burnt truck oil, which some interpret as rubber or leather. Unusual, especially in the opening. In the heart (starting from the first hour), notes of carnation, oregano, amber, and patchouli emerge, leaving a dark green sensation reminiscent of Amouage’s Memoir, though Nishane is more intense due to its animalic notes. In the dry down, it becomes sweeter and woodier, dominated by amber, lavender, mint, and castoreum. I bought it to complete my collection, but it created an addiction. It has immense character, unique and extravagant. You won’t get compliments, but people will ask what you’re wearing. Timeless, but requires personality. Not for extreme heat. A mature fragrance, more masculine. A great discovery. Love it or hate it. Scent 10/10, Sillage 9/10, Projection 9/10, Longevity 8/10.

An anti-perfume. At some point, I’d keep it just to remember the pretentious squabbles of indie or niche perfumery. Heavy, bitter, smoky, and aromatic opening with oregano, a feeling of aged leather from castoreum, and a slight camphoraceous note others identified as mint. Slow development: the oregano gives way to mint and a plastic jasmine, though not entirely. The initial power seems to hide a lack of nuance, losing its ‘beast mode’ character by the fifth hour, settling into a heavy green aura marked by oregano and some labdanum, with no projection or sillage. I never detected caramel, patchouli, or clove; the castoreum is stronger at the start. It doesn’t seem to have standout quality in ingredients or composition. If it’s conceptual, it’s loud, like an orchestra where everyone is shouting. I don’t think it has uses outside of spaces between enthusiasts who want the strangest things. It has more of a Cyprus vibe than a Fougère, failing to reach the grace of Antaeus or Nishane’s Afrika Olifant, and is far below Interlude in its use of oregano.

First Impression: Green, woody, wet, smoky, and burnt with a sweet touch. The opening feels like a dense mix between Polo Green and Fille en Anguilles. After 4 hours, a sweet smokiness stands out, perhaps from the caramel; I detect a dense, dark tobacco not listed in the notes, like smoking a pipe in a dark, misty forest. At 7 hours, a faint sweetness remains with oakmoss and flowers, likely carnation and jasmine. Conclusion: It’s not as dense as people say; it’s a serious, elegant scent, perfect for someone over 30 and in cooler weather. Wear it at night. Projection and sillage are heavy—just 2 sprays or you’ll look like you’re standing in a mud puddle. Highly recommended.

Greetings. It’s a 30 ml extract. Unutamam means ‘I cannot forget’. On my skin, I detect castoreum, moss, and caramel, giving a serious and dark vibe that’s totally wearable. I don’t feel it’s a projection bomb, maybe due to my skin; it requires character. You won’t receive compliments, but if you wear it, you’re not looking for acceptance from others anyway.