IBIZA 2014

Hello hello :) Look who’s being a model blogger and posting regularly again - I’m back baby ;)

As promised on Sunday, I bring to you a recap of my spectacular week on none other than my fav of the Islas Baleares: EIVISSA (or Ibiza in non Catalan terms a.k.a Spanish)

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I mentioned to you about a year ago that I feel a real connection to this particular island’s vibe… something about the hippy-ish, party thing they’ve got going on while still being sort-of down to earth and chilled really speaks to me. I guess the island sort of describes me well: I’ve got that wild, open, fun, talkative, party personality (read: hyperactive mojo that I cannot (will not) switch off) while also love the little things described on most dating homepages ** like oh I don’t know let’s say long walks on the beach (yawn ?), captivating discussions on life (yikes), beautiful flowers (well who doesn’t), pretty bracelets (which is just ma thang) and and and and… a really good sangria? Or does that fit into “party” ? Nevertheless: me and Ibiza, we just go together like PB and J, ok?

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(**sidenote: I have yet to desperately sign up on one, but we girls all seem to think alike and think certain “fun facts” attract a particular “type” (uhm, NOT) so I have a presumption on what one might find there.. okay? ;) )

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My mom and I first started vacationing on the infamous party island when dear friends of ours invited us back in 2002. My mom being her slightly paranoid self (and I say this in the utmost loving way) couldn’t imagine why our friends would choose a drugged up, boozy British infested island as a family vacation destination and politely declined with each and every passing Summer – until said year. I don’t know how much begging and pleading went in to her booking our flights there, but knowing her will-power is far stronger than mine (I can melt like butter in a frying pan if convinced with plausible arguments… and am not too bull-headed about the idea in the first place, otherwise I can be strong like an Amazonian too  ;) ) I can imagine it took plenty of convincing… and we were both glad she “caved”: We proceeded to visit Ibiza every single following Summer.

Here is a quick photo blast from the past:

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DAVID GUETTA

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We soon discovered the hidden jewels the island had to offer.. sure it is known for its parties (and they really can be as awesome as raved about) but Ibiza also offers loads of culture, history and ambience…

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And so you can imagine the amount of memories we had established by the time my father thought it was his turn to explore the magical island… And explore he did: My plan for this holiday was to show him the places I found particularly special about the island, not the places he would normally be invited to. I made a point of going to the usual “hangouts” – places my mom and I discovered – as it truly was hard for me to be there without her for a full week and I couldn’t bear not experiencing the same adventures (the last time I was only there for 2 days, also with my father.. my mom and I sadly haven’t been back since I was 16).

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But of course reliving a moment sometimes makes you forget the creation of new ones.. I don’t know how many times I annoyed my dad with: “Well Mommy would have done this differently” instead of just embracing the fact that, despite it being the same island, the same place and sometimes the same friends around us, it just couldn’t be the same experience. Looking back I probably should’ve taken my own advice to heart and tried to “live a little, loosen up, “yolo”, not compare as much to the past, stop living in the past generally….” But we’ve all been there, and done that (I think).. and as already mentioned it is becoming a big goal of mine to stop worrying/over thinking and just LIVE.

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Carpe Diem, and all that jazz…

For example: the scene: We went to my favourite sunset café in the world (Café del Mar) and then went to the cutest place where they only serve Pan con Tomate (bread with some tomato spread on top), the best manchego cheese and jamón – that’s it. Talk about not being very paleo ;)

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Anyhoo, by the time we had relaxed, enjoyed the music, the sunset  and dinner, our original plan of heading to Pacha for Steve Aoki was slowly starting to feel too overwhelming… what – you want me to put on makeup, a dress and high-heels and go pay too much for 1 night of music and terrible pick-up lines? Uhm..

But then my dad came to the rescue and said he would drive us there (at like 1 am) if we got ready ASAP. Note: I hadn’t showered yet and my friend was about to fall asleep, because, well we thought we were going to be boring and not go after all.

So at 1.30 we were walking into the club…and danced…and were thrown cake at (I had whipped cream ON MY ARM – Aoki is CRAY CRAY)… and had the most AMAHZING time.

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I will be uploading some videos from that night and the night I saw Calvin Harris (OMG) later, as WordPress seems to have trouble with large videos…

Now having a fun girlfriend along for the trip not only meant fun disco party nights, but also waaaaaay too many pictures. The rest of this post will be conducted with limited commentary (I know, almost impossible for me ;) )

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Love these two :) My godmothers children

Love these two :) My godmother’s children

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The time I copied Pinterest…

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She put sand into my bikini!!!

She put sand into my bikini!!!

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Cause I can only stay “serious” for so long

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Yeah.. that happened

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Oh and for those of you who kept on scrolling and reading all the way until the end, here is a treat:

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DAVID GUETTA WAS AT THE BEACH WITH US. But of course, when we went up to him and asked for an autograph, he was too busy relaxing… he didn’t however say that to the skimpy-dressed girls who asked as well… shame

Looking back at these pictures make me want to up and leave for the island again.. I had such an amazing time with family and friends and cannot wait to go back :)

Thanks for reading! There will most likely be more pictures coming your way with the video uploads, as I didn’t want to make you look at ALL of them at once ;)

Have a beautiful day!

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

 

Pump, pump, pump it UUUUUP

Yellow. How are you today? The weather in Munich is miserable with a capital EHM. Where is the gorgeous Summer we’ve long been waiting for? Talk about Summertime Sadness, people…

“The Queen is (most likely) not amused”

The only thing keeping me going during this dreary, rainy day is knowing that I will be going to my favourite BodyPump class this evening. I mean, not even tofu curry (and rice) made me happy – the HORROR! (I am now also craving chocolate.. carbo-loading…. I guess? )

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Ever since slowly seeing some results in terms of strength and how my clothes fit (no big differences yet but slowly seeing some changes), I’ve been better with a) my food choices (about 80% of the time, especially when not in Munich) and b) being disciplined and powerful at the gym. BodyPump is the class I try to never, ever miss. I aim to go 2-3 times per week, definitely on Tuesdays and Sundays, and if I can also Monday or Friday. It really depends on where I am and what my week looks like (and how much my legs hurt from squatting too low with too much weight ;) ). Of course I could just do my own weight training, but I try to do those only once a week to work on technique.. I tend to not push my self as much in solo training sessions.

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*Must be the little diva inside me wanting to be noticed ALL THE TIME. Limelight, centre stage, the one with the massive smile and talkative personality to match: That’s where you will find me ;) *

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It’s funny really. I was at a stretch class a few weeks ago working on my splits, when the instructor put my feet up on blocks and said: Work harder. She helped by pushing me down lightly… the pain was atrocious but all I could do was smile.. it’s like the 8th World Wonder or something..what is wrong with me? I guess I smile through pain? Is that… good? Hmm…

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Fun fact: my name means happiness (sort of) and yesterday I learned that my last name could be some sort of derivative of people dancing with scarves. Interesting how names can unconsciously describe people…

Back to Pump.

My addiction has become so extreme that I have even shlepped my father to the class.

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Post workout selfie

He isn’t as convinced… yet ;)

Oh and guess what: I have learned to embrace my round behind: It helps me squat 16 kg and is the perfect “accessory” on the dance floor. If that isn’t reason enough to love it, I wouldn’t know what is. My name on Instagram isn’t anoushaykin_it for nothing ;)

Sidenote: Does dancing like a mad-woman at a club count as a workout? I think it should… Oh and did you know that Vodka is vegan (love this by the way – I want the shirt!)

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I’ve managed to go:

  • Right after coming back from my vacation
  • after sleeping 3 hours and partying all night
  • with only 5 minutes to spare and missing the warmup

…now that is dedication

And I have not just fallen in love with BodyPump.. I absolutely adore all of Les Mills’ repertoire. For cardio I go to Step, for 6-pack abs I go to CX-works, for HIIT I hope to go to Grits (it hasn’t been released here yet)… I’ve even been to their yoga/tai chi/pilates class a few times.

I am HOOKED.. and even thinking about training to be an instructor. You know while also wanting to take up CrossFit, go back to yoga, be a choreographer, finish my BA, write a book….. – yeah we’ve discussed that.

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Stay tuned for some progress reports on my training sessions and life in general.. as you can tell there will probably be a few posts and recaps with my growing fascination of it all :)

Have a beautiful, yet rainy day! I am still craving chocolate!

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

Manicure (Monday) Sunday – I’m Back!

Helloooooooooooooo blog world. How have you been?? Sorry to have gone MIA these last 2 weeks without a proper goodbye (or maybe my rant was a sign of being burnt out?). I was on holiday (yaay) and my absolute favourite island seemed to have trouble with WIFI everywhere (not so yay) #truestory…

Honestly I was doing pretty well with no internet until my phone magically connected to the non-working WIFI in our house, received a few messages, but then proceeded to not load anymore, leaving me frustrated and longing for 3G. This pretty much happened throughout the island until our last night, where we were at a restaurant with working WIFI…. which meant I only put my phone away to eat my meal… talk about father-daughter bonding (he was on his phone too) “virtual dinner”?

But still, no internet does not forgive my absence from you wonderful people. And then I came back to a short workweek (I had Thursday and Friday off for a pretty spectacular reason ;) ), and to Germany winning the World Cup (i.e. plenty of late nights) so had LOADS of work to catch up on before heading back home to ZH…I should’ve sent a smoke signal or something to let you know I hadn’t forgotten about you… but I’ll make it up to you by bringing some sunshine and showing you pictures from our stay on the island and of life lately.

But more about that later. Manicure Monday Sunday is long overdue, so my holiday recap can wait – for now

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Deborah Lippmann 

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I’ve only tested two of her nail polishes so far, and find them to be of great quality: Highly pigmented, long-lasting and shiny even without a top coat.

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Overall more than satisfactory. If only the brush were a bit more like that of Dior’s, then it would be a done deal. But that stands for most nail polishes that aren’t made by that house of couture ;) (Cause we all know ESSIE could use a different brush too…)

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I also quite liked the colour “Break 4 Love”. I mean.. it matches my protein smoothie

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And I would totally break 4 love.. plus I LUUUURV my boyfriend/car

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So overall the nail polish suits me in many different ways possible. Win/Win ;)

Now to keep you guys reading (I have a waterfall of thoughts on life, photos and random quirkiness coming your way), here is a teaser on what is yet to come:

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IMG_2273Wishing you a great Sunday :) I’m off to my favourite BodyPump class (another thing I will be posting about ASAP)

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

Ugh.

You GUUUUYS.

I need to rant.

So grab a snack – you’re in for a long, non-Hemingway-like slew of sentences a.k.a. my thoughts that I have kept hidden away for far too long and are now creeping up on me to haunt me.

Ugh. I need a glass of champagne…

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Or some of your time and patience to listen to my endless thought-process…

So let me give you a bit of a look-see into what’s going on in my brain right now:

Recycled pic, but depicts my feelings well

Recycled pic, but depicts my feelings well

I’ve mentioned before that I hope to start with CrossFit soon. Nothing bad with that right?

Wrong – because it is just another thing on my list of things I hope and wish to try.. you see CrossFit has become one of a million things “I want to take up when I get back to Zürich”

Keyword: “back to Zürich”

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Everything I have been wanting to start, finish, take-up, cook, test or put-away has been postponed to when I am “back in Zürich” (I haven’t even changed the light bulb in my room yet… and it stopped working long before I left 4 months ago).

In 2 very short months I will be home and will be starting at UniZH two weeks post-return.

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*Ahhhhhh Freak Out*

I realized this yesterday, and my best friend thus witnessed a mental breakdown that went as follows:

Best friend: “What are you doing September and do you want to come to France with me?”

Me: ” I don’t really have plans but need to get my life sorted out, i.e. finally lose that last bit of weight because I am incapable of eating the way that makes me feel my best in Munich, get my room (read: life) organized before school begins and sort out anything that needs to be sorted out before said school starts…

Best friend: “You are not the only one with stress…”

[The actual conversation was a little bit more lengthy but I have finally learned to summarize the important facts... let's hope I can apply that to the endless books I will be needing to read and summarize for Media- and Communications]

Yup I know I am not the only.. but I deal with stress terribly and it makes me go cray cray. Hence this blog post where I just want need to rant…

Now on top of this revelation of actually having fairly little time to spare (again: T minus 2 months is NOT A LOT OF TIME), my current program of work, gym, food, occasional outings with friends during the week, and basically not sleeping at the weekends will need to change back to my Zürich lifestyle. And Zürich lifestyle means dance 3-4 times a week, continuing my gym membership, starting CrossFit, finding some time to relax (read: force myself to relax at yoga because I know no other way), catching up with my friends and family, going to university, studying, travelling, eating my favourite foods, occasionally going out… the list goes on and on and on…

I am stressing out over things that I should be looking forward to. Things that are actually amazing and are meant to be enjoyed… but I’ve been seeing this whole “back to Zürich” thing as such a big moment – the fixer of all my current problems and the place where my life will finally be under control (will it ever be, honestly, seriously?!) – that I am petrified of returning to “normal” life. Munich has been so care free, despite slight bumps along the way that returning to reality is freaking me out..

I’ve listed up a few woes that used to be part of my daily life or that used to motivate me through other stressful moments to highlight my desperation:

  • Dance is my passion – something I have always loved – this shouldn’t stress me out!
  • University is important – after two attempts, this third time has to be it; no excuses
  • My over-all health should be first all day err day anyways – especially because a healthy life means a happy life
  • My social life has always been too vital a part of my life and I stress with or without it…especially with questions like: “Will my friends still be there when I prioritize “me” and when will I ever find a boyfriend with all these other things I am filling my day with” to list the two top ones. These are then generally followed by “where is my life going anyways? Will I ever know what my calling is? Why don’t I just become a fitness instructor and combine my hobby with a career?” ..and so it continues…
  • Trying out new things should be a fun adventure, but I just don’t know where to fit it in…or if I want to give up anything for it…I am tied to my day to day activities and stress over change. I really hate change..

I sometimes wish there were more hours in a day, but then I would just fill those extra hours with more things. There are so many things I hope to do, see, achieve.. and suddenly I realized that I have been living in the future. I do this far too frequently… things that I always hoped to do or am meant to finish are stowed away in my mind for “better days”. I also worry too much about what could come (again fear of change) rather than concentrate on the here and now..

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I forget to just live in the moment sometimes. A little bit of planning is good – actually it is important for my overall mental health as I am a walking diary full of important memos, to-do lists and agendas. But I have obsessively been planning the “back in Zürich” part, when I actually could’ve knocked most of those things off my list a really long time ago (read: changed my light bulb perhaps?)… if I hadn’t spent all my weekends in Zürich going out until the roosters crow.. Yup – priorities..

Last weekend I promised myself something: I am going to stop fretting over what will come and live more in the now. I also want to do things I generally might not do. The idea came to me when my Oma was recounting the story of the time I would jump carelessly into a pool of freezing water and just not care.

That was the first and last time I did anything like that. I was twelve. Now I barely even enter water out of fear of exposing my “not-yet-perfect” body. Yeah, talk about confidence.

I thrive with structure. I know that. Nevertheless a little bit of spontaneity is important to live life to the fullest. Last week I went to two press meetings instead of to my favourite BodyPump class. Despite needing to be “bikini ready” for going to the beach next week. I got to see the launch of a new foundation and chose clubbing with some pretty awesome girls on a weeknight over sleep and mega-healthy meals.

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I also got to drink a fresh coconut for the first time.

Ok, it might not be as wild as jumping off a cliff with a mere bungy-string attached (which I don’t think I could ever do), but I got out of my structure and lived a little. And it was worth it!

So yes, I might want to do CrossFit, become Paleo, finish my bachelor and maybe start my master in another country, write a book, rule the world and end all hunger, preferably before catching some Oms at yoga and jiggling around to music with jazz-hands, I mean who doesn’t? … but maybe I should start small and try not to overwhelm myself – because as mentioned before, I don’t do stress well. How do I plan to overcome my tendency to try to plan my life, you might ask? hmm, well if I knew the answer I wouldn’t be ranting… but I think becoming a bit more spontaneous is key. Trying to live more in the here, now and near future, making smaller goals and adding on sports, outings, fun activities etc as enjoyable extras instead of making them a priority should be the way to go forward.

For example I've already accomplished doing the splits.. Now I can find a new goal  :)

For example I’ve already accomplished doing the splits.. Now I can find a new goal
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So maybe I shouldn’t follow a rigid schedule and maybe I should cancel one or two memberships to enable trying new things so that I don’t feel too committed. My studies should be my number one priority right now anyways (note to self!!), so I think I’ll try and see what I can fit in around that..

No one can plan the future, and I don’t really understand why I felt I could and should..

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…but I am glad I was able to catch my melt-down before it got too bad last night and I hope to become a bit more relaxed… because, well as corny as this may seem, you only life once [#yolo] and I “plan” to enjoy every second of it :) Besides, I am a true believer in dreams coming true… I just need to stay calm and stop fretting that I may be wrong..

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Thanks for listening.. Feel free to comment (I encourage you to) and let me know your perspective on this subject :)

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

The Makeup Tutorial Women Should Watch Before They Leave The House

Anoushé:

I had to reblog this as soon as she said “dabble your eyes with optimism”. This video is amazing – enjoy! :) xoxo

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

This girl is awesome, and I wish there were more women out there like her — we could all use this message from time to time. (And yes, I try not too put too much optimism on my eyes, either.) [tc-mark]

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We don’t sleep – Weekend Recap

After being in Munich for the past 3 weeks and travelling every weekend with my dad to visit friends and family, I was looking forward to a weekend with my friends back home in Zürich. Despite knowing many amazing people all over the world, Zürich will always be where I am happiest (and yes this may partially be because I know the city like no other and grew up here. I know I would need to spend major quality time with my next “chosen home” to really be able to know where I belong, but for now it’s Zürich).

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As soon as I got back to the apartment, I started up Spotify and listened to “Small Bump” by Ed Sheeran on repeat while starting the grueling task of washing 3 weeks worth of laundry…

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There were a few more loads in the bathroom…

It was a bit overwhelming to start doing this much laundry at 11 pm… so I made myself some banana protein ice cream for motivation and fell into bed around 1. I make a point of trying to eat all my favorite foods while back home and used being up this late as the perfect excuse for a midnight snack :) I don’t really feel comfortable using the kitchen much in Munich and it’s been hard to keep up with my healthy eating habits…Going back to my favourite ways at home is one thing I’m looking forward to after my internship (but I will really really miss my job :( )

I woke up early on Saturday for brunch with this beauty at Le Pain Quotidien:

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I normally have oatmeal and/or a pain au chocolat (they are divine here!) but decided against the “non-stop hunger” that wheat causes me because I had a dance class later in the day. Their scrambled eggs and fruit salad were nearly as great, but I did miss their White Chocolate spread ;)

After dance and yoga I met up with another friend for a Cool Lime Refresha at Starbucks. I hadn’t seen him in FOREVER and it was great to catch up. I also managed to squeeze in some grocery shopping before running home to get changed for dinner with two of the best girls in the world.

fotoThis is an old picture from our 3 week trip to Oxford with our class 4 years ago. It’s high time to take a new picture, my two better thirds :D <3

We went to Tiffins, and guess what: I remembered to take pictures of the food BEFORE eating! It all looked so scrumptious that I naturally whipped out my phone! #instagram #instinct

Panaeng #foodporn

Panaeng #foodporn and across from me: Cashew Chicken

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Satay Tofu

After dinner we drove home to finish getting ready for a party. Meanwhile, buckets of rain poured from the sky. Ugh. We spent an hour listening to the latest party songs waiting for the storm to die down before braving the outdoors.

I stayed at the party for about an hour before heading into town for my next “date” #jampacked #sociallife :)

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This has been happening waaaay to frequently lately as I am only ever in town for 2 short nights and never want them to end. My tired body and designer bags under my eyes will thank me when my internship is over though so I can finally fully detox, sleep and meet friends during the day again :)

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But a little party never killed nobody, am I right? :)

I was so grateful to see some of my closest and most important friends this weekend. I missed my best friend this weekend as she was studying for her finals and hope to catch up with her and the others I didn’t get to see this time round very very soon.

Thanks to all of the fabulous people around me, a weekend in Zürich is without a doubt always absolutely marvelous :)

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

 

 

 

Manicure Monday – Michael Kors Ingénue

Happy Monday everyone!

On second thought, perhaps not so happy… It was hard to get out of bed this morning. What’s worse: When I finally decided to leave my comfy place of rest *boom* that’s exactly when my roommates chose to take a shower… so I hit the snooze button and continued to count Zs, falling into an immediate deep sleep only to wake up in panic a few minutes later because I was going to be late for work.

Conclusion: Set alarm for an earlier time and DO NOT HIT SNOOZE. And maybe try to get more sleep at the weekend…

Snooze buttons are a recipe for disaster… so is going to bed at 6 am (but more on that some other time #foreveryoung ;) )

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Only nail polish could wake me up this busy Monday morning. I only turn to coffee in dire moments where the power of a beauty product has no effect anymore ;)

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Michael Kors nail polish saved me this time.

IMG_1850“Ingénue” is a beautiful light pink that is easy to apply and dries quickly. It is definitely an “innocent” colour: not too bright, but noticeable. I am a big fan of soft pinks. This one is whiter than others that I have tested and is a great “cheer-up” colour for wet and rainy Summer days :)

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This is my first time testing Michael Kors’ polishes. I was not disappointed and hope to test more (maybe also get a bag one day? A girl can dream..)

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I also quite like the packaging. It’s elegant and discreet, while still quite glamorous.

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Hope this helped you start your day out right… Pair this nail polish with a Matcha Latte served by a cute barista and you’ll be good to go ;)

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo