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.

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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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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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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

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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

 

 

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 godmother’s children

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The time I copied Pinterest…

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She put sand into my bikini!!!

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Cause I can only stay “serious” for so long

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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

 

 

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.

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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

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Panaeng #foodporn and across from me: Cashew Chicken

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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

 

 

 

 

Marvelous in my Monday

This post is long overdue. It took me a while to reemerge from the rabbit hole

I mentioned here a while ago that I had met Johnny Depp…

I think it is time to clear the air and tell you about my marvelous weekend:

 

First things first: I sadly did not actually hang out with Johnny Depp. My dad may have some cool friends, but he hasn’t ventured into befriending members of the Hollywood territory (just yet).

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The Mad Hatter

So if this isn’t Johnny Depp, who is it?

Well, my dad and his fiancé hosted an Alice in Wonderland themed costume party a few Saturdays ago. Everyone put some effort into dressing up as either Alice, the Queen of Hearts or the Mad Hatter (Sadly didn’t see any caterpillars). This gentleman put in slightly more effort than others, with an outfit so lifelike he could’ve just walked right off the set of Tim Burton’s movie.

I was also very excited to spot a couple dressed as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumm 🙂

I went as the Cheshire Cat, and luckily for me, my idea remained unique.

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I found my outfit online and was slightly worried it would look a tad bit too “unappropriate”. Thankfully it was actually a cute dress with accents of the original Cheshire Cat colours (pink and purple). Wanting to also incorporate the newer version of the cat (blue), I decided to wear my favourite heels and blue cat contact lenses.

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My makeup was also matching: pink eyeshadow with purple eyeliner on one side, purple eyeshadow with purple eyeliner on the other and lots and lots of Givenchy Noir Couture purple velvet mascara – I was happy to finally have an occasion to purely use coloured mascara and see what it looks like (I normally do a mix of black and colour for an extra pop). I also wore purple-pink-ish lipstick.

 

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My dad went as the Mad Hatter

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Wonderland Selfie

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My best friend also made an appearance.. as Alice 🙂

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Jumping for joy.

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And boogying all night!

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Aint no party like a Mad Hatter’s Tea Party 😉

We all had a marvelous time!

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With attitude and nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

 

Ibicenco in Mykonos

Ibiza or Mykonos? Spain or Greece? It’s always been island vs island for this former Ibicenco.

I first visited Mykonos 3 years ago with my father. Till that day, I had never heard of the island, nor had I really had much interest in exploring Greece beyond knowing their food. The landing was windy, as it is a windy island, with windmills scattered across the shores. Appealing to the eye, would be the white houses with blue shutters, unappealing probably the lack if greenery. “Just like Ibiza” my father uttered as we commenced the drive from the airport.
How dare he, my proud Ibiza-adoring self thought, rage and fury growing deep inside me, despising the island immediately after this careless comparison. I had seen little more than the teeny tiny airport and was already prepared to hate the island.
Ibiza, you see, holds quite a special place in my heart. I go there strictly with my mom, who actually never wanted to go because of its party history. I was eight when she was finally convinced by our Ibiza-going friends to come visit them – We have rarely missed a summer since!

The island has this aura, a wonderfully powerful hippy-esc feel, that seeps through you the minute you begin exploring. The beaches play loud music, the food is trendy, the people ooze complete coolness… What’s not to love?! Hippy markets take place frequently selling jewelry, clothes and leather, the town is just big enough to get lost in their art galleries, bikini stores and beach-ware shops, and there are ads for the upcoming parties plastered everywhere. Not even the beaches are safe from clubs, with a new lounge/disco/dj place popping up out of the blue, dotting the beach, attracting many coolness-oozing before-party people, which helps turn it into an internationally known mekah for glorious trend lovers. Loungers enjoy the music and drinks until late in the night, before flocking to Pacha or Space, following the group of people in white bikinis holding up massive, sparkly cherries (Pacha’s logo). It’s a sight! A boho-chic cladded sight that evolved into a trendsetting style now being adopted by summer fashion everywhere!!

So yes, I was a bit spiffed when an island I had basically never even heard of was being compared to the magic of Ibiza..

Three years later, I finally see what my well-meaning father was trying to say. Both are known for their party habits, both have a relaxed and laid-back feel, although people “in the know” find Mykonos more luxurious and Ibiza more bohemian (yet receiving more luxury and VIP-feel with its growing popularity). In my opinion their most profound differences are their cuisines: it’s feta or tortilla, Greek or Spanish, ouzo or hierbas. Sushi is great on both islands…

I have seen the sunsets, heard the music, experienced my fellow vacationers and have come to the conclusion that while Ibiza will always me my first love, Mykonos admittedly has a stylish feel to it. Many may share my preliminary caution and island vs island attitude, but don’t let that keep you from visiting at least once. You never know, you might start including a short trip to both islands instead of one long one to either or 🙂

With attitude and fading nail polish, Anoushé xoxo

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