Fashion Faux Pas – Furla, you little monster!

I’m someone who prides herself in wearing everything they buy. Things don’t get forgotten. I have a lot of stuff – queue the sad violin my fiancé is playing after getting his space cut in half to make room for my 5 giant wardrobes I brought in when we moved in together.

And yet, my conscience is clear, because I’m not taking up space wastefully – I wear everything in my closet. Regularly.

Except for this.

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Sephora Favorites – Nude Look: a review

So Sephora speaks American English. Even in European stores. I’m gonna shut up before saying anything too politically incorrect over the lack of an “u” in the product name and show you what you came here for.

This won’t be an in-depth review as I haven’t tested these products fully, but more of an insight of what you get with this set, and if it’s worth it. The regular price is 32,60 euros but I purchased it with 20% off.

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SkinCeuticals review: Clariflying Clay Masque, Gentle Cleanser and C E Ferulic Serum

SkinCeuticals is a brand that markets itself as “advanced skincare backed by science”. They divide their range in three major categories: Prevent, Protect and Correct. They’re a very clinical, no fluff no fuss brand, that doesn’t claim miracles and takes packaging into consideration to best preserve the active ingredients of their line – in this sense it reminds me of The Ordinary. In the price sense, it doesn’t. They ain’t cheap.

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First Day in Istanbul – The Erten Konak Hotel

First day at Istambul: the sun has already set when we arrive. Trying to decipher the public transportation system while carrying a very large trolley and reassuring a very jumpy Sir Boyfriend who was transporting, unbeknownst to me, my engagement ring in his baggage, I’m somehow able to get us across Sultanahmet Square, through the surrounding streets, passing by a myriad of tourist-trap like restaurants and descending to our very discreet and concealed hotel, guiding us only by memory of what I’ve seen on Google Maps – because we had no wifi.

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Bronzer Bonanza – A collection review

Bronzer was, for a long time, my least favourite makeup item. I never really understood how to use it because people kept giving contradictory instructions: “apply to the higher points of the face, where the sun naturally hits you”, they say, while demonstrating that you should apply on the temples, under the cheekbone and on the jawline. WTF?

I’m sorry, but my temples are not a high point of the face. That would be the forehead, bridge and tip of the nose, and cheekbone. That’s what gets sunburned.

Words aside, the temple-cheekbone-jawline thing is actually the way to go, I find. Once I made amends with the technique and managed to get myself flatteringly tanned, the collection grew. And here we are.

Like in the last collection post, the ones marked with a ♥ are my most used favourites.

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The Decluttering Falacy

Here’s what sparked this post: I have new clothes and the same non-existent space to store them, so I’ve been looking through items in my closet that can be donated. I’ve found two skirts that don’t fit properly anymore and a pair of lavender bell bottom pants. Except my mother told me she could dye them burgundy so the pants are staying.

I took advantage of the momentum and went through my eyeliners (hence the picture). I’m only getting rid of one because it’s the only one that’s dried out.

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‘Twas the Time for Tweed

Classic, grown up, subdued prints are major this fall. Plaid, houndstooth, animal prints – the classic neutral tones, not the neon, LMFAO Party Rock music video type colours – and tweed.

So I take a very adult, mature trend and decide to wear it like a school girl.

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