Wore my sample of Baccarat Rouge 540 for the second time today because I wanted to make sure my first impression wasnāt a fluke. Going in, I was hoping for something specific. On paper this should have been beautiful with jasmine (Grandiflorum and Egyptian), saffron, a little cedar grounding it out, then that musky base settling into skin. I expected florals up front, spice weaving through, a controlled sweetness, and then a warm, masculine dry down. Thatās not what happened on me. What I got almost immediately was the burnt sugar/caramel, very prominent, paired with a mineral, saltiness. And yes⦠I understand now why some people say ādentistās office.ā Thereās a sterile, almost clinical shimmer underneath the sweetness. The florals never really bloomed. If theyāre there, theyāre buried under the toasted sugar and that mineral cloud. Then the strangest part was that I went nose blind to it fairly quickly. Iād catch faint flashes if I moved, but for the most part it disappeared to my own nose while possibly still projecting, but I received no compliments, nor was I asked if I had just come out of the dentist's office. I understand why itās polarizing. Itās intense, sort of synthetic, and engineered to radiate. But for me? I was hoping for floral warmth wrapped in spice on soft wood. What I experienced was sweet-mineral abstraction. On my skin, the myth and the reality didnāt quite align.