Fair enough I don’t mind a splash of ‘Grrr’ but getting some love from one of my teenage chav classics was unexpected..
Yep, when I was wearing Hugo Boss aftershave, it’d be the icing on the cake of a skin head boy with a Berghaus jacket and a pair of Rockports. Usually slamming down Diamond White cider on the promenade of my home town trying my upmost to tap off with some chicks with large gold hoop earrings..
So little bit o love from Hugo Boss - cheers. Might check out some of their swag in the next airport being that my girlfriend has hammered through the Chanel.