Baccarat Rouge 540 Maison Francis Kurkdjian 2016 Eau de Parfum

The apartment slowly fills with darkness, only the light of the candle flickers reflectively on my wall. There it is again, this warm embrace. This moment that caresses my shoulders and neck. Warm and nostalgic. I pause, trying to remember something, to listen carefully. So familiar, so close, but not visible. These are the moments when I feel this fragrance embracing me, whispering in my ear and then quietly disappearing again without turning around, without saying goodbye. And I know that Baccarat Rouge is not a fragrance. It is a smell. A warm companion, a confident invisible guest. A silent companion for me that I never want to let go.