07/14/2019
Hendrikmainz
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Funzelfahrt with obstacles...
First of all for all the explanation of a funzelfahrt:) As a Mainzer I live in one of the wine regions par excellence:) In the case of fun, one is driven in the covered wagon accident by the vineyards and gets drunk more, or less cared for;)
Yesterday the weather was mixed, the choice fell on Boccanera.
I really like this fragrance, but I underestimated its penetrating power. Thus the journey became the race of the gauntlet par excellence.
In reference to Freshdennis' comment on the Seminalis (a great commi by the way) I was similar.
The train went there, my people directly said, "What's that smell? I didn't think of myself as an evildoer at first, but the pack wouldn't let up. Rumpled noses, comments like "don't you smell that", "disgusting", "musty", "penetrating", especially as it was humid and probably all sweaty... so I sat down away..., my thought was just to get through this 20-minute (and they can be eternal) train ride.
I sat down with an older couple. The lady slipped directly the facial features & she was also not tired to mention several times that it would stink at once like in hell.
So it was me! The germ of evil! I felt like I was abandoned;)
My friends' commissión is in the back! Finally arrived was omitted also about how bad it in the train müffelte...
How panicked I tried to find a washroom where I could wash off the shame I felt.
Think!!!! Boccanera holds like pitch & sulfur and has the enforcement of a nuclear weapon. Everything was "contaminated", be it the shirt, the cap or the sweater.
I thought briefly of a Polish departure, aaaabut actually I stand to what I wear. Be it clothes, or scents!!
Nevertheless, Boccanera is to be "enjoyed" with caution, minimum dosage! Otherwise the focus is on you! But can also be n disadvantage;)
Still, I like him, my Boccanera!
Yesterday the weather was mixed, the choice fell on Boccanera.
I really like this fragrance, but I underestimated its penetrating power. Thus the journey became the race of the gauntlet par excellence.
In reference to Freshdennis' comment on the Seminalis (a great commi by the way) I was similar.
The train went there, my people directly said, "What's that smell? I didn't think of myself as an evildoer at first, but the pack wouldn't let up. Rumpled noses, comments like "don't you smell that", "disgusting", "musty", "penetrating", especially as it was humid and probably all sweaty... so I sat down away..., my thought was just to get through this 20-minute (and they can be eternal) train ride.
I sat down with an older couple. The lady slipped directly the facial features & she was also not tired to mention several times that it would stink at once like in hell.
So it was me! The germ of evil! I felt like I was abandoned;)
My friends' commissión is in the back! Finally arrived was omitted also about how bad it in the train müffelte...
How panicked I tried to find a washroom where I could wash off the shame I felt.
Think!!!! Boccanera holds like pitch & sulfur and has the enforcement of a nuclear weapon. Everything was "contaminated", be it the shirt, the cap or the sweater.
I thought briefly of a Polish departure, aaaabut actually I stand to what I wear. Be it clothes, or scents!!
Nevertheless, Boccanera is to be "enjoyed" with caution, minimum dosage! Otherwise the focus is on you! But can also be n disadvantage;)
Still, I like him, my Boccanera!
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