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In the fireside lounge with Viktoria and Boss Bottled
There we were. Out of over 100 people, you and I were in this room. You, me and my new fragrance "Boss Bottled".
"Just a perfume," I answered my father in a vague way when he asked me which fragrance I would like to buy as a Christmas present. I had just made the obligatory Christmas 2018 wish list for my family group. Another fragrance for my collection, which was still quite manageable at the time, seemed like a pretty good item on such a list. To be honest, I couldn't think of that much, as I always celebrate my birthday on November 21, just before Christmas. But maybe I didn't really care about presents, like so many things in the second half of 2018. My first real relationship ended in the middle of the year after almost two and a half years. After a period of hoping that it would continue, I became disillusioned that it probably wouldn't work out and indifference spread through my life. The last third of my studies began, for the first time without a girlfriend by my side. I just wanted to party with my friends (especially my best friend, who, ironically, was dumped by his long-term girlfriend the day after me and was in a similar emotional state), have fun and block out life outside of the boozy nights as much as possible. I agreed to everything unquestioningly and unconditionally. I wanted to be free and open to new things. Or simply not to struggle with decisions for too long. It so happened that my parents had already placed a "wish" on the above-mentioned list themselves before my perfume entry. I wanted to go on a Christian holiday to the North Sea with my younger brother between the years.
After a few more days and nights in Jena, where I was studying, I said goodbye and headed home for the Christmas vacations. On Christmas Eve, I actually found a new fragrance under the Christmas tree. My father had chosen one of his favorite fragrances, Boss Bottled, for me. I was already vaguely familiar with it, but the first few sprays didn't really pick me up. "If you don't like it, I'll gladly take it," my father said as I held the bottle in my hands. Despite this offer, I took it, because I don't like giving or returning gifts. A gift is (I hope) always something given out of love.
I received Boss Bottled at a time when I was already very fond of scents in general (if you are interested, please read my blog entry "My start in the Parfumo forum!"), but was still years away from immersing myself in the wonderful world of perfume. Where many well-known designer houses had been tried out in the meantime and the first niche fragrances were gradually moving into my collection, at that time I was mainly home to olfactory works by James Bond, Bruno Banani ("Pure Men") or Calvin Klein ("Free", which I had received as a gift from my siblings on the same evening three years earlier). I was still four years away from joining Parfumo and simply needed some time to enter this unknown world. So my father gave me Boss Bottled. A fragrance that, like many of my father's, is often to be found in the countless "top ten most popular men's fragrances". After Tabac Original and Davidoff's "Cool Water" (which I had also received as a Christmas present from my father eight years earlier - but that's another story), it was one of my first real fragrances that doesn't necessarily have to be declared a "teen fragrance".
After a few nice holidays with the family, meetings with relatives and old friends from home, my brother and I finally set off for the North Sea on December 28. With my new acquisition, Boss Bottled, in my luggage, of course. Over 100 participants between the ages of 18 and 30 had gathered in Cuxhaven on the North Sea. I was open to meeting new people and quickly made friends with the young people around me. On the first evening, however, my brother and I were standing somewhat lost in front of a tea station when we were approached from behind. There was a young woman in front of us who asked us if we wanted to play a board game with her group. I was impressed by her openness and courage to simply approach us two almost two-meter tall men from behind. We had nothing better to do, so we agreed. We found ourselves in an all-female company. My brother took charge of the card game (Wizard) and moved us around the table again for organizational reasons. As a result, I ended up next to the woman who had approached us earlier. That's how I got to know Viktoria. We took points from each other that we thought were safe and also got talking for the first time. I think we liked each other straight away.
The following days, I made sure to sit next to Viktoria in the hall "by chance" in the morning. We also met again in workshops (including one on creative writing). Finally, December 31st arrived. After an input, we were given the task of spending half the day in silence. The time of silence was to enable conscious time with God. So from around 12:30 until after dinner, which was supposed to end at around 8:30 pm, we had to be completely quiet, which I found very pleasant and valuable. I walked through the vastness of the dunes, reviewed the year that had not gone so well and tried to prepare myself for the year ahead. Eventually, my walk led me, shivering a little from the winter temperatures, to the fireside lounge. Despite the lure of the cozy sofas placed in front of the crackling fire, the room was pleasantly empty to my surprise. A young man left the room as I entered, so there was only one woman present apart from me. Viktoria had made herself comfortable on the couch opposite me with a hot water bottle and something to write on.
There we were. Out of over 100 people, you and I were in this room. You, me and my new fragrance "Boss Bottled".
We kept watching each other secretly and smiled shyly at each other when our eyes met at the same time. We couldn't speak to each other, but there was a kind of magic in the whole situation. We liked each other and we showed it without words. I was overcome by a wonderfully warm and joyful feeling. I typed a few sentences into the notes app on my cell phone. I sensed that God had something beautiful in store for me in the coming year. Something that would give me more meaning and joy again. And it started here on the leisure trip.
Viktoria and I met up again after dinner at the New Year's Eve party, danced together and talked the whole evening and night around the campfire outside. Our conversation was only interrupted by the fireworks and the accompanying New Year's wishes. We both hoped to continue spending time together afterwards and, luckily for us, we eventually found each other again. Right from the start, our conversations had a depth, a trust that was not a given. We talked about trips we were planning for the year that had just begun and made our first travel plans together, just for fun and very carefully. We liked each other and were now able to show it with words.
For the remaining days of our free time, we kept reminiscing about this wonderful New Year's Eve, but we weren't really sure what to do next. After all, our cities of Heidelberg and Jena were almost 400 km apart. I was a student and without a car, Viktoria had one but was already working full time. Nevertheless, we carried on and found solutions. Our affection and love didn't disappear like the scent does so quickly on the skin. But more on that in other reviews to follow ;-)
Boss Bottled was with me when I met Viktoria and has been with me ever since. I will forever associate the fragrance with those days at the North Sea.
This was my first review here. Like music, another passion of mine, I often associate fragrances with periods of my life. They evoke memories of certain moments in my life. I therefore ask for your indulgence that this review, despite its length, does not deal with the perfume itself. Enough has been written about this elsewhere, including in my short statement. I wanted my text to be much more about my emotional relationship with the fragrance.
"Just a perfume," I answered my father in a vague way when he asked me which fragrance I would like to buy as a Christmas present. I had just made the obligatory Christmas 2018 wish list for my family group. Another fragrance for my collection, which was still quite manageable at the time, seemed like a pretty good item on such a list. To be honest, I couldn't think of that much, as I always celebrate my birthday on November 21, just before Christmas. But maybe I didn't really care about presents, like so many things in the second half of 2018. My first real relationship ended in the middle of the year after almost two and a half years. After a period of hoping that it would continue, I became disillusioned that it probably wouldn't work out and indifference spread through my life. The last third of my studies began, for the first time without a girlfriend by my side. I just wanted to party with my friends (especially my best friend, who, ironically, was dumped by his long-term girlfriend the day after me and was in a similar emotional state), have fun and block out life outside of the boozy nights as much as possible. I agreed to everything unquestioningly and unconditionally. I wanted to be free and open to new things. Or simply not to struggle with decisions for too long. It so happened that my parents had already placed a "wish" on the above-mentioned list themselves before my perfume entry. I wanted to go on a Christian holiday to the North Sea with my younger brother between the years.
After a few more days and nights in Jena, where I was studying, I said goodbye and headed home for the Christmas vacations. On Christmas Eve, I actually found a new fragrance under the Christmas tree. My father had chosen one of his favorite fragrances, Boss Bottled, for me. I was already vaguely familiar with it, but the first few sprays didn't really pick me up. "If you don't like it, I'll gladly take it," my father said as I held the bottle in my hands. Despite this offer, I took it, because I don't like giving or returning gifts. A gift is (I hope) always something given out of love.
I received Boss Bottled at a time when I was already very fond of scents in general (if you are interested, please read my blog entry "My start in the Parfumo forum!"), but was still years away from immersing myself in the wonderful world of perfume. Where many well-known designer houses had been tried out in the meantime and the first niche fragrances were gradually moving into my collection, at that time I was mainly home to olfactory works by James Bond, Bruno Banani ("Pure Men") or Calvin Klein ("Free", which I had received as a gift from my siblings on the same evening three years earlier). I was still four years away from joining Parfumo and simply needed some time to enter this unknown world. So my father gave me Boss Bottled. A fragrance that, like many of my father's, is often to be found in the countless "top ten most popular men's fragrances". After Tabac Original and Davidoff's "Cool Water" (which I had also received as a Christmas present from my father eight years earlier - but that's another story), it was one of my first real fragrances that doesn't necessarily have to be declared a "teen fragrance".
After a few nice holidays with the family, meetings with relatives and old friends from home, my brother and I finally set off for the North Sea on December 28. With my new acquisition, Boss Bottled, in my luggage, of course. Over 100 participants between the ages of 18 and 30 had gathered in Cuxhaven on the North Sea. I was open to meeting new people and quickly made friends with the young people around me. On the first evening, however, my brother and I were standing somewhat lost in front of a tea station when we were approached from behind. There was a young woman in front of us who asked us if we wanted to play a board game with her group. I was impressed by her openness and courage to simply approach us two almost two-meter tall men from behind. We had nothing better to do, so we agreed. We found ourselves in an all-female company. My brother took charge of the card game (Wizard) and moved us around the table again for organizational reasons. As a result, I ended up next to the woman who had approached us earlier. That's how I got to know Viktoria. We took points from each other that we thought were safe and also got talking for the first time. I think we liked each other straight away.
The following days, I made sure to sit next to Viktoria in the hall "by chance" in the morning. We also met again in workshops (including one on creative writing). Finally, December 31st arrived. After an input, we were given the task of spending half the day in silence. The time of silence was to enable conscious time with God. So from around 12:30 until after dinner, which was supposed to end at around 8:30 pm, we had to be completely quiet, which I found very pleasant and valuable. I walked through the vastness of the dunes, reviewed the year that had not gone so well and tried to prepare myself for the year ahead. Eventually, my walk led me, shivering a little from the winter temperatures, to the fireside lounge. Despite the lure of the cozy sofas placed in front of the crackling fire, the room was pleasantly empty to my surprise. A young man left the room as I entered, so there was only one woman present apart from me. Viktoria had made herself comfortable on the couch opposite me with a hot water bottle and something to write on.
There we were. Out of over 100 people, you and I were in this room. You, me and my new fragrance "Boss Bottled".
We kept watching each other secretly and smiled shyly at each other when our eyes met at the same time. We couldn't speak to each other, but there was a kind of magic in the whole situation. We liked each other and we showed it without words. I was overcome by a wonderfully warm and joyful feeling. I typed a few sentences into the notes app on my cell phone. I sensed that God had something beautiful in store for me in the coming year. Something that would give me more meaning and joy again. And it started here on the leisure trip.
Viktoria and I met up again after dinner at the New Year's Eve party, danced together and talked the whole evening and night around the campfire outside. Our conversation was only interrupted by the fireworks and the accompanying New Year's wishes. We both hoped to continue spending time together afterwards and, luckily for us, we eventually found each other again. Right from the start, our conversations had a depth, a trust that was not a given. We talked about trips we were planning for the year that had just begun and made our first travel plans together, just for fun and very carefully. We liked each other and were now able to show it with words.
For the remaining days of our free time, we kept reminiscing about this wonderful New Year's Eve, but we weren't really sure what to do next. After all, our cities of Heidelberg and Jena were almost 400 km apart. I was a student and without a car, Viktoria had one but was already working full time. Nevertheless, we carried on and found solutions. Our affection and love didn't disappear like the scent does so quickly on the skin. But more on that in other reviews to follow ;-)
Boss Bottled was with me when I met Viktoria and has been with me ever since. I will forever associate the fragrance with those days at the North Sea.
This was my first review here. Like music, another passion of mine, I often associate fragrances with periods of my life. They evoke memories of certain moments in my life. I therefore ask for your indulgence that this review, despite its length, does not deal with the perfume itself. Enough has been written about this elsewhere, including in my short statement. I wanted my text to be much more about my emotional relationship with the fragrance.
