Thinking out Loud Thursday – 2 Weeks at home

For someone who actually really enjoys travelling and hopes to one day discover loads of the world, home has become the unwritten answer to all my problems. No matter what I am going through or dealing with, I know my life in Zürich will always cheer me up. During those last few days leading up to my departure from Munich, I was obsessed with counting down to when I got to return to the life I had missed. Don’t get me wrong, I adored my job and the people I got to meet, and all I got to experience – I wouldn’t trade it for the world… but living in New York and then Munich has taught me that I am a creature of habit. I am also someone who likes to please others too much, and thus forget that it would actually keep me more sane to “do my own thing” sometimes and even be alone.. despite my über-open personality… but that’s a story for another time.

I have now in retrospect learned to accept that I don’t really enjoy living with people who are very different from myself. For if I do, I tend to put things I enjoy or ways I prefer to act on the side to make and keep them happy, which of course results in me being very unhappy.. long story short: I miss my food processor, a kitchen full of vegetables and fruit and all my beauty products scattered in an organized mess. Those things were MEGA- lacking while living with others… I have learned how to treat myself well and what things make me feel good, and most importantly I strive on structured days I can fully control. I craved my weekends at home; I filled my days with yummy food, dance and body pump classes and my evenings with friends whenever I was home for the weekend – I felt free, and I have been enjoying this now seemingly never-ending freedom to the max for the last 2 weeks. No needing to return to Munich. I am home. For good.

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There are some things I have started to miss in Munich though…

1. My favourite café with the cute barista. I visited the café during my last week to give him one last chance to ask me out on a date, but he wasn’t there….

I coincidentally got to go again during the week, and also left with a steaming mug of matcha, but no phone number.

It wasn’t meant to be I guess 😉

2. My membership at Munich Gym expired during my second to last week and I sort of avoided going back because I didn’t want to pay the daily rate 3 times (which is almost as high as the monthly one). I ended up not going on Monday, because the classes I do are almost identical to Thursday (when I had planned to go anyways) , and had a yummy green smoothie in town instead 🙂 When I went in on Tuesday and explained the situation, the guy at the front desk told me he would deal with it. So I went and got changed, came back with my wallet and asked him what it would cost me and he said I should speak to the manager. She then generously extended my last month through the end of August (although my card had run out mid August). I was stunned and shocked by their kindness, and so very thankful that I got an extra week to enjoy my favourite gym… such a shame my flu took over and I had to stay in bed the rest of the week 😦 Sure, the gym in Zürich is great, but the community in Munich felt like this big fitness family.. all the more reason to return ;), even if it’s just for CXWorks, the protein shake bar and champagne after class.

3. I really miss the people I met and the friends I made – especially the girls from other magazines. I also really enjoyed all the press days and product launches where it was warmly welcomed to dive headfirst into my obsession with cosmetics

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Oh and of course, being published was kinda cool too 😉

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(there’s even one more page to come with my name on it!)

4. There are some things I am really enjoying being back in Zürich though too, like the ability to visit my cousin because he only lives a train ride away. Let me tell you, a 2.5 h train ride to Geneva is NOTHING in comparison to the nearly 5 I endured TWICE each weekend. The trip over to the French-speaking part of Switzerland was like a walk in the park… oh and I ate something amazing: Truffled Sushi! like, whoa whoa whoa how could that be so DELICIOUS? My taste buds have really been exposed to some great foods since I have been more open to eating fish.. like the afore-mentioned truffle salmon nigiri. I wish I had gotten a picture.. I guess I have to visit Geneva soon to take a picture of the yumminess 😉

5. It’s also great to go to my favourite restaurants with some of the best people. I mean, I do realise I used to go eat at these places at least once a week before leaving, but during this half-year away, I  barely ever got to go… I am quite surprised that I haven’t overdosed on Nagasui, Hiltl and Tiffins by now though, and have been enjoying cooking at home a lot. I’ve been a food prepping genius lately, but have noticed a tendency of convincing myself I need to snack when I am not even really hungry just because “the food is ready and tasty”.

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Like the dent I made in this roasted kabocha squash (did I mention how much I am loving this amazing squash?) A quarter of the pan is missing..

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And another quarter disappeared at around 3 am when I was not able to fall asleep because I couldn’t stop thinking of the deliciousness (I hadn’t eaten kabocha in years, so saying I could barely contain my excitement when I took the roasted goodness out of the oven would be a major understatement)

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I also tested this whole high carb, low-fat, 80/10/10, rawtill4 thing for a day.

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I made a mango banana smoothie with a papaya carrot centre. It was voluminous and filling, but didn’t keep me from finishing off the afore-mentioned kabocha.. I ended up caving and cooking some tofu for lunch when eating another massive smoothie or 500 g of grapes didn’t seem too appealing. So technically still going strong with the low-fat thing, but staying “raw until four” is tough!

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I did manage to fit in a green protein smoothie before Bodypump though 🙂 And I had loads of energy. Carbs are a weight-lifter’s best friend!

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6. So uhm guys, I can’t believe I actually waited until number six to tell you this, but: I am starting University today. Again. For the third time. But for real this time, I promise…. I’ve put a lot of work into prepping for this day and feel (slightly) confident, but am also so so so very nervous and putting way too much pressure on myself, because I really want things to work out this time round. I am staying in Zürich, which will definitely help the process as I won’t have to get used to a new city, live with strangers (see above 😉 ) and find new friends, like the last 2 times. I am full of joy and excitement (and a little bit of anxiety) and cannot wait to fill my brain with knowledge… I am majoring in Media and Communications and minoring in Management and Economics. I will probably be taking on French next semester as well and hope to add a second minor next year (Farsi) if things work out with my schedule.

7. I am in love with this weather. The smell of Winter approaching, leaves turning orange and cozy evenings with warm, cinnamony almond milk keeping you toasty, while during the day the sun is still warm enough to barely need that woolly sweater. I love this transitional time and am not looking forward to my Ugg boots and trekking through the snow to classes, and don’t really miss the scorching heat either.. I wonder if there is a place in the world where they only have one and a half seasons: Autumn and some Spring (I adore the months before Summer, but could do without those rain showers)

8. Tomorrow I will be sharing my weekly fitness post and I think you will be surprised to see how little I have been dancing (not at clubs!) since I’ve been back. I am quite shocked myself that I can’t seem to motivate myself to go to class, whereas I have not missed a single Bodypump training since I’ve been back. I’ve made up so many excuses as to why I shouldn’t go dance, and sometimes just ended up staying at home or in town instead… weird things happening people, weird things…

That’s it for me today. I need to get some rest for my first day. *Excited screaming*

Thanks Amanda for hosting!

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

Distance makes the Heart grow fonder…

Ok ok ok… I realise it’s been nearly TWO WEEKS since I last posted – buuuuuuuut let me start with: Boy have I missed you guys. Yes, missing someone/ -thing does not make up for my lack of affection lately, but once you hear my reasons you will totally understand. At least I hope you will… or do I need to bribe you with some Kabocha squash?

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Mhhhhhhm Kabocha Squaaaash

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Or with this Coke Zero?

IMG_1692What caused my sudden disappearance, I hear you ask? It all started in my last week of work.. You all know how excited I was to be coming home, right? Well.. I guess my body took my final return to home base as a sign it could finally “give up” – i.e. I ended up catching a nightmarish flu, spending my last two days in bed with nearly 40 degrees fever and lack of appetite, being afraid to leave my bed because I had fainted during the night on my way to the bathroom. Yeah – it was not fun, and definitely not how I imagined my last few nights in Munich to be. I had had this fun evening planned, with Vietnamese food, drinks and dancing, but got oat cakes, binge watching Weeds and regularly taking Nurofen instead. Partaaaaay.

I honestly should’ve seen it coming though – my whole office was on/off sick and (in retrospect) my schedule was absolutely nuts.. there was no way my immune system could’ve coped much longer. There are only so many party weekends with little sleep and loads of working out a body can handle, and I guess that weekend my body told me to cool it for a while. It reminded me I was starting school next week and should probably be spending my last few days preparing and SLEEPING. Which is what I’ve been doing. Sort of. Most of the time.

So let’s pick up where we last left off with a recap of the last few weeks so that I can strive to post more regularly as of tomorrow 😉 even with my terrible flu, I did have a couple of marvellous days… sit tight guys, this post is going to be picture-ladden and über-lengthy – need to get back on track here, so don’t say I didn’t warn you!

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The last time we spoke about life other than working out and eating, I had just gone to the Street Parade. Knowing my track record, you can imagine that that wasn’t my last weekend out all night… it was actually only the beginning… since that first weekend in August I have seen more sunrises and spent less time recuperating than would be deemed acceptable – no wonder I got so sick…but it’s ok as “school is starting soon so I need to get it out of my system”. Boy do I hope that is true…

These weekend-recaps are actually a great way to practice some “brain jogging” exercises, where I try to see if I can remember everything. Or better “anything”

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The weekend after the Streetparade I went to my favourite bar, Dante, and had their amazing Amaretto Sour. Whenever I go out with my friend T, I know I’m in for a fun and eventful night, and that one was no different. The bar was stuffy, so we thought we would sit outside. As soon as we left though, the clouds decided it was a great time for thunder and lighting. I was wearing a dress and heels. We weren’t amused…

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We decided to hop in a taxi and go to Mascotte. It was my first time as I was never old enough… it’s weird being that weird “twilight” age where I am finally old enough to go to all the clubs which is great, but don’t want to keep getting older, which is not so great… #foreveryoung

Here are some impressions from the rest of that weekend:

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Monday morning, back at work, I had the most amazing homemade lemon meringue pie made by one of my co-workers for her birthday.

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It sadly wasn’t the best pre-workout snack, as I experienced a mega sugar-crash mid workout. It was delicious though 🙂IMG_1540

That week, I had Friday off. Bayern celebrates Catholic holidays, so I got to go home on Thursday. And going home on a Thursday can only mean one thing: PLAZA – my favourite club, and favourite party.

I went with a new makeup look: Purple lips (review coming soon)

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I did some major food shopping that weekend too, as I was home longer. Among the usual egg and fruit purchases, I had discovered spaghetti squash. I could barely contain my excitement and proceeded to send pictures to my parents while doing a happy dance around the squashes. #crazyperson #aisle4

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I had dinner that night with my dad at Nagasui after a sweaty Bodypump session.

IMG_1597We tried their new vegetable dish, and I, of course, had the Panaeng.

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I actually didn’t go out the rest of that weekend… I did however try to fix my excessive partying and lack of sleep with a couple of face masks…

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IMG_1656IMG_1614I also treated myself to some sushi on the train

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The next week was my second to last in Munich. I had a few appointments around town, so used the extra travelling to visit some of my favourite places, like my favourite coffee shop.

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Had to have me a last Matcha Latte

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And a last Chiquita Juice – so convenient and healthy 🙂

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That next weekend, one of my best friends was finally back from a long vacation with her boyfriend. She surprised me at the train station and decided we were going out. I ended up leaving my suitcase at her place and picking it up the next day. Her surprising me meant my lashes were not “club-ready” though. I love to have too much mascara on when I go out.. my lashes are already pretty long and dark, so with enough coats of mascara they really make my eyes pop. I ended up making use of the time on the train – such a great way to pass time 🙂

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After:

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I used L’Oréal Intenza Butterfly Mascara. I normally layer my mascaras, but only had one “emergency” mascara on me. I quite liked the effect it had on my lashes, albeit with a couple of coats 😉

We ended up going to Plaza

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The next day I was up and about relatively early and went to my stretching class. Do you guys remember my splits? I’ve been working hard to improve them.. by adding one block

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After class I went to pick up my suitcase and then my mom’s godson at the train-station. He is working in Zug for a month, which is among the most boring Cantons, so I invited him out with my friends on Saturday.

We started our night with sushi from Barfüsser

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Breakfast before hopping on the first tram home was the most delicious pretzel sandwich the size of my face. I cherished every bite after dancing for a few hours. Good stuff

IMG_1708My dad surprised me with this mason jar before dropping me off at the train station

IMG_1713I had been talking about how much I had wanted to become a total hipster who drank coffee from a mason jar when I went back to school #sorrynotsorry. I was so surprised and really touched that he and his fiancé had thought of me when they saw this in Mykonos.

Being a “cool-dad” (apologies for the necessary quotation marks 😉 ), my father never likes missing out on a trend, so he enjoyed his iced coffee in a mason jar of his own when he came to pick me up from Munich to help me move a week later. I hope he doesn’t start growing a long beard next… he’s already got the hipster glasses…

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As mentioned earlier, I got sick the following Thursday. Monday I was still able to run some errands though.

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I had another Matcha Latte, and a Green Juice

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I also bought enough evil eyes and hamsa hands to protect me from anything and everything. Too bad they didn’t prevent my fever…

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I also had a wonderful last PR event for a few perfume brands at Käfer

IMG_1671After a depressing few last nights, my dad picked me up on Saturday and we drove home, where I was finally greeted by my new student ID card

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My first week back, I started catching up with paperwork, friends and workouts. I have not however made it back to dance classes yet… something is just holding me back from starting and I don’t know why…

I have been organising my bathroom and bedroom in preparation for school next week. Music has been helping me get through the mess.

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IMG_1679I also finished reading “What a girl wants” by Lindsey Kelk

IMG_1680My room is still  a mess – finding (and freaking out over) my courses and finally being home has distracted me plenty. My bathroom on the other hand has never looked more tidy

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I have also bought my first university book

IMG_1727On my first official Thursday back, I of course, had to go to Plaza again…

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I’ve also been to Hiltl a few times

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And finally, this last weekend, I visited my cousin and his mom in Geneva, and promised to visit them more frequently now that I am finally back at home.

IMG_1691So there you have it folks – the past month all summarised in one post. I hope you’ve all been well! Head on over to Katie’s blog for more marvellousness, and talk soon – I promise!

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

 

Street Parade Zürich

Confession:

My life has been overwhelming lately. So overwhelming, that I have a never-ending, ever-growing to do list that gives me the creeps with every quick check… and I also have an increasingly chaotic room back home that should have been tackled and cleaned-out long ago (like before I even thought of leaving for New York last YEAR (I also still haven’t changed my light-bulb….)).

The fact that I put all the “important” things off to be dealt with when in Zürich does not help either. I mean, the things I have to do are all things I could easily complete in Munich from the safety of my own (similarly messy) bedroom. But Munich has become this “non-real” place to me, a place I will be leaving in 2 short weeks, and where I never really attempted to settle in let alone get stuff done because I know I will be returning to my actual life and to “normal me” (as my best friend put it when I spoke to her on the phone on Friday) immediately after my internship.

“Munich me” survives off of peanut butter at my desk, eggs with spinach (green eggs?) and curries, goes to the gym nearly every night and often forgets to use body lotion or a face serum simply due to lack of discipline and energy (the horror, I know). She doesn’t blog often enough, or take frequent pictures, and is constantly overwhelmed by the amount of stuff she technically wants to get done, so she continuously writes a reminder for “Zürich me” to do when back in the real world, i.e. home, i.e where my actual life is.

But you see, what happens when I enter “real world Zürich me” is, I finally get to see my friends, spend too much time cooking because I can’t really do that in Munich and basically get nothing done because I am either: food shopping, eating, out with friends, at my favourite dance class or enjoying the comfort of having a big bed with plenty of wiggle room (if I rolled over in Munich I would land on the floor, on top of shoes and my lap-top).

Problem here: Knowing I only have 2 days to organize things I had been putting off for the rest of the week, I enter a state of even more desperation to get things done and ultimately get NOTHING done because I end up diving deeper under my covers and binge watching Dharma and Greg (which I sadly just finished, so of course immediately began with Weeds). It is a vicious circle I can’t seem to break out of…I mean, I am generally such an organized, do things immediately kind of person, that this “vacation” from needing to use my brain has been kinda nice, but also very tormenting… wish me luck that I can actually get back to “normal” and resume “Zürich me” characteristics ASAP!

Now, having pounced a rather lengthy intro on you, I am finally getting to the point. That being: I haven’t blogged about enough things lately (mainly fun weekend adventures) and will now attempt to cram as much info in to as little words as possible, all of which will be making this long overdue post an absolutely marvelous one!

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A few weekends ago, the Swiss celebrated a national holiday on August 1. I had a late dinner by the lake with my dad and friends and scoffed at the basically non-existent display of fireworks before heading home to catch enough rest for Saturday.

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This was taken on my way home from Munich, #nofilter

Once a year Zürich hosts one of the largest techno parties similar to the love parade along the lake. It is called the Street Parade, and it is a time where you spend an afternoon in the city barely dressed/in costume, dancing away to electro music blaring from one of the many floats driving by. It is definitely a scene, and I started going when I was 16, and have been 3 times since (in 2 year intervals, funny). As a child I remember being able to hear the base all the way to our home, so I am glad my parents kept me from going sooner. Also, I tend to belong to the more “overdressed” people when I go… yes I know “everyone” is basically naked, and you are meant to wear a costume, but I still don’t feel comfortable exposing too much skin in the city and among large crowds of people. It’s just kind of weird… and brings out my inner conservative prude 😉

I sadly didn’t put any effort at all into my costume this year. I didn’t want to be the Cheshire Cat again and didn’t think anyone would get the joke of my Halloween costume

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…so I opted for a cool “cargo pant and tight leather shirt with my Cheshire Cat ears look” that I could’ve also worn out to the club later, if I ended up staying in town that late (people also showed up at Plaza, my fav club, in ridiculous costumes though!). What’s more, it was meant to rain, and I didn’t want to get cold… gee I am starting to sound old!

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I borrowed my friends water gun for this pic. Her military costume was amazing!

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Since my outfit was “boring” in comparison to others, I tried to go for dramatic eye makeup: dark smokey eyes with a long wing
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While looking through these pictures, I realized I wore something similar the very first time I went to the Street Parade 4 years ago with one of my closest guy friends

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And it also rained! How much fun is that picture? I really need to learn to be a bit more “fun and care-free” again…

I found a few old pictures from that first parade experience, so bear with me while I take a fun walk down memory lane and start to miss Zürich and my friends again 😉

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We met this FABULOUS person

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2 years later, I braved the festival again, this time with my bestest friend and in costume!

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Check out my yellow lashes! I was a bumble bee, she was a dead ballerina with face makeup inspired by the “Day of the Dead”. She always goes all out with outfits and will not set food anywhere unless she has achieved the flawless look she had in mind.. very admirable, but I tend to be more of the “ain’t nobody got time for that” type!

Fun Fact: I wore the same costume as on my last day of school before finals week. It is a tradition in Swiss high schools for the graduating class to dress up, which we actually ended up doing twice: once before our exams, and once after officially graduating.

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Back to the future, erm I mean now…. I spent most of the afternoon in town, but wasn’t really feeling it this year. It was as if for the first time I actually noticed the whole drug consumption and was disgusted by how drunk people behaved.. I must really be getting old… don’t get me wrong, the party really isn’t dangerous and can (and should) be enjoyed without consuming anything, I just seemed to notice the excessiveness much more now that I am older. We also lost one of the girls from our group which annoyed us all because we spent a good part of an hour attempting the impossible by trying to find her in the unruly crowd… put us all in a weird mood… When we decided to finally give up the search, we danced for a few hours before walking to Bellevue to regroup. On our way there I spotted these two idiots dancing on a lamp-post on the bridge

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I used the word idiots because a) the drop from those lamps is dangerous and could either end on the concrete floor, railings or in the lake b) there is no way they would safely be able to return down to the bridge because most people would need copious amounts to drink before attempting such a daredevil climb. Up is always easier…

I left town around 7 and head home. I wanted to leave enough time to eat dinner and find an outfit for the after-party at Plaza, as one of my favourite parties from Ibiza was going to be there…

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Defected in the House!

I was glad I went with full makeup for the parade, as I ended up losing track of time while stressing over what I wanted to wear (as always..)

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It was a great Saturday. I seriously don’t know where I got the energy to party all day, all night and get up the next morning and go to BodyPump but I did. It must be all the dates and nut butter I am eating lately (fantastic combo by the way!)

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Obviously, if I put my mind to something, I can do anything, so for some reason I must subconsciously not want to organize my life just yet, because I know I should technically be able to do it…

Oh well…

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Thank you Katie for hosting this marvelous weekend recap!

Have a great start to the week!

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

 

Spill it Sunday Fun

I generally don’t post on Sundays. Especially not since living in Munich… I never find inspiration during the 2 short days I get to spend in Zurich (if I come home) and also tend to be running around most of the time trying to get laundry done, get to my favourite dance classes and eat foods I miss when I’m not at home. I also try to soak up as much quality time with my friends and family as I can (read: turn night in to day) before leaving on the last train back to Munich.

So after reading Arman’s Spill it Sunday post while munching on my (paleo – it’s becoming a regular thing now) brunch, having finished most of my laundry and begun procrastinating the packing process, I thought it was high time I post on a Sunday. So here are 5 x 5 answers to this week’s fun questions 🙂

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Five facts about….your family!

1. Like Arman I am also Iranian (but we prefer to say Persian… like the cat… meooow). I’m also 1/4 American and 1/4 Austrian, was born in London, grew up in Zurich, currently live in Munich and hope to live in Paris one day, New York again, and Seattle maybe too 🙂

2. For a very long time, I was the only girl among my cousins – a princess if you will (Insert Ecard that I am in love with and will not add again here). When I was 14 though I gave my “sole-princess” title up (happily) and got to share being a princess with the cutest little girl ever (who now also has a sister, so we are three girls all together now 🙂 ) All in all I have 4 cousins on my Mom’s side and 6 on my Dad’s

The oldest of all the cousins :)

The oldest of all the cousins 🙂

 

Candid shot of the girls

Candid shot of the girls

All the boys on my Dad's side

All the boys on my Dad’s side

3. Facebook is a thing in my family. My father comments, my Aunt likes his comment and my Grandmother comments on his comment… my friends think they are “cool” for exactly this reason. I not so much.. the dorky comments do make me laugh though and I appreciate that they take time out of their day to stay in touch with me somehow 🙂

4. I have family all over the world. Must be an awesome Persian thing 😉

5. I’m an only child but always wanted to have an older brother.. I was never able to accept that it isn’t biologically possible.

Five facts about…your childhood!

1. I started with Ballet at a very young age and never stopped! I also forced my friends to dance to my choreographies…(still do)

2. I had every child’s dream: My own pony! Her name was Pebbles and I loved her to bits.. she lived an amazingly long life thanks to my mother’s love and care. I stopped riding when I was about 15 in favour of more dance.

3. Growing up in London gave me a British accent. When I met up with my kindergarten friends for the first time after 10 years the first thing I was told was: Oh my god, you are American now! At least I didn’t have a Swiss accent…

4. I played soccer for a short time during primary school – I was goalie. We had tournaments at school and my dad would help me train.

5. I had extreeeeeeeeeeeemely long hair until I decided to cut them “short” (Read: past shoulder-length) when I was 13. My mother still has heart-attacks when I go to the hairdressers… (my hair have never been shorter than past shoulder-length…)

Five facts about…you + school!

1. I didn’t trust myself to speak fluent German until I went to high school because all my friends knew me as the “English” girl. I learned German perfectly well, but only used it either in class or with my friends at after-school activities. It is still weird to speak German to my friends from primary.

2. I went to a maths and science high school. Imagine the disappointment around me when I decided not to pursue a biology or maths degree but a job in beauty.

3. I was a nerd. I had amazing grades and studied hard to get them – I’m proud of it. I lost a bit of that discipline in my last year of school and hope to find it again at Uni.

4. School lunches were the most social activity ever. When we had 2 hours we would go sit by the lake as soon as it was warm enough. I miss those days.

5. I really loved History and Economics, but didn’t enjoy Economics when I attempted to study it for a semester. I started to despise Maths towards the end although I loved it the other few years of school. I blame this on the teachers… either they inspired me or bored me…

Five facts about...you + travel!

1. I love Paris. It is currently my favourite city.

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2. I have yet to visit much of Asia or Africa. I have also never set foot on Australian or Canadian soil.

3. I really hope to backpack through Europe with some friends soon.

4. Going to Thailand to eat an authentic Panaeng curry would be a dream come true 😉

5. Despite my family living all over the world, I don’t get out of Zurich often. This must change…

Five facts about…your eating style!

1. I was raised vegetarian. I also went vegan shortly because I thought I could then eat more (I am a major volume eater). Lately I’ve been testing the whole Paleo diet and I find it works quite well. I’ve also started to enjoy fish.

2. I’ve been putting bananas in my smoothies and calling it ice cream before it was cool… #hipstermoment #nanaicecream

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3. I could eat tofu curries all day err day

Panaeng Curry

Panaeng Curry #foodporn

4. A week should not pass without eating rice at least once. In true Persian fashion, a meal is NEVER complete without rice.

5. I have recently discovered a love for lemon meringue pie, and I really want to paleofy it so I can enjoy it more often (I try to avoid wheat)

Thanks Arman for hosting! Have a beautiful Sunday everyone.

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

Manicure Monday – Haute in the Heat

Summer has arrived!

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Blue skies, sunshine, ice cream and down-time at the lake pre-occupy my weekends now that the temperatures are constantly above 23 degrees (Celsius). Last week, in Munich, I could’ve used a bit of wind though… it was HAWT! Like New York hot – like non-stop humidity and electric fans whirring out of control in the lack of AC buildings hot… and when it gets too warm and humid I don’t particularly feel to hot myself.

Enter the nail polish that made my day a little bit “cooler”

IMG_1240Essie – The amount I blog about you should hopefully lead me to the top of your marketing team (future job maybe?) 😉

Jokes aside, Essie does deserve a gold medal when it comes to their (new) nail polish names. I always preferred OPI or Catrice over Essie, as I found the names a tad bit uncreative a few months back… but now they have stepped up to the play and are sending out polish after polish, with each summery colour (actually mainly the names) attracting my attention more and more.

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Haute Couture for my nails – yup, I am in love again…

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Monogamy and nail polish just don’t go together in my books… I am constantly practicing the “wait until you get bored and toss it” mentality with my favorite colours… 😉

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Raspberry Red, looking Haute in the Heat

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Even Paris Hilton would say: “That’s hot” (that quote is SOOO OLD now)

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This colour matches most outfits and shines bright in the sun 🙂 Maybe I’ll not cheat on this colour too often this Summer!

Have a great Monday 🙂

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

If you can’t take the heat…

When I moved to Munich, I was planning to stay here for a month and see where life took me. I went to work in the mornings, and cooked dinner in the evenings, without really trying to build a life here. I went back to Zürich nearly every weekend and thought nothing of it because in just a few short weeks, I would be returning to my beloved home anyways… right? Wrong

I’ve been living here for nearly three months now, and have finally gotten myself a gym membership, let alone gotten to know the city a little. Yup, it took me three months… despite being a self-proclaimed socialite and an actual fan of the gym, I just never seemed to bother.

In my defence though, I did go jogging nearly every morning with my Aunt for the first month which was great, but once I started at MADAME, my commute was longer so my time to exercise was shorter. I did what anyone would do: I just skipped my workouts…and walked around town on my way home instead (bad news for my bank account, good for my mental health, I guess?).

Now, after moving into a really cute apartment with two wonderful roommates 10 minutes away from where I work, I decided to finally get that membership. I was on the fence about it for a while because I also really miss my dance classes, but after figuring out that the gym specializes in Les Mills workouts, I knew I had to join!

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I’m just nuts for Bodypump! I also signed up for a Jazz class every Wednesday, but that doesn’t start until next week.

Now, long introduction and general blabbing aside, I want to bring you to the actual topic of this post. There is a point and logic to all my madness. This post is about my one beauty staple everyone knows I will not leave the house without… I bring to you eyeliner at the gym.

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I leave the office between 6.30 and 7 and head straight to my workout while eating a Quest bar, i.e I am still “all dolled up”. I have yet to figure out whether I want to remove my makeup before my workouts, but for now I tend to leave my “natural” look on – and I want it to be worth it!

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You see, if there is one thing that I can’t stand, then it is streaked makeup and running eyeliner (and super red cheeks and über-amounts of sweating, but I guess I have to live with those reactions to working out..)

So before I end up looking like a heart-broken mess (read: red nose and eyeliner down my cheeks, which generally happens when you cry with a full face of makeup OR you’re me and just do that at the gym) after a workout (gee, thanks sweat) I decided to put my favourite eyeliners to the test, because seriously, that is a sight my fellow gym-junkies should NOT be seeing.

You’re welcome.

And yes, just removing my makeup would be easier, but, well, (as my much-loved Maths teacher used to say) why do things easily if you could do them the hard way; I would “rather” put my makeup up to the challenge.

So can they take the blood, sweat and tears heat?

This week I used L’Oréal Blockbuster Eyeliner during my sweat sesh.

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Pre Workout

 

All intact

All intact

I applied my eyeliner in the morning around 8 am.

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Classic wing look, as always.

On my workout schedule today were some bodyweight exercises and some light cardio.

Half an hour into my workout, I checked up on my eyeliner:

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Glistening, and light streaks, but otherwise not too much damage….

An hour later, another check (yes, I got a few stares due to all my weird eye selfies… oh the life of a blogger)

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BLACK LINES DOWN MY CHEEKS! Argh!

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I did get a great workout in though…and the streaks were easy to wipe away.. but they kept on returning…

Issues…

Verdict: I think this eyeliner should be removed if you are planning to sweat. Otherwise the cute guys will not be looking at your beauty, but will be scared away by ghastly streaks down your cheeks!

With that said though, I probably will just avoid using this eyeliner on days I know I will be working out, as I honestly know I am too lazy to wash my face before AND after a workout (Which is technically the “wise” thing to do..)

Question of the day

Do you remove your makeup before working out?

Or do you use certain products to ensure your cute look remains intact?

With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo