Louis Widmer sunscreen- my skin's savior

Today, my friend and I passed by the pharmacy supposedly because she had to buy something for her face (which I have honestly forgotten, what). As she was selecting her facial product, my eyes started wandering around the shelves until I saw Louis Widmer sunscreen! I was reminded about the fact that I love this sunscreen. That same shop gave me a free sample several months ago. It was only just this afternoon that I went to that same shop again. 

This product slashed 25 euros off my wallet. But I don't think I will regret it. This sunscreen is so light, I won't hesitate to apply it on my face everyday. The past 12 months, I haven't been too keen on applying sunscreen. I have reached the point where I don't want to sacrifice comfort anymore for the sake of having a beautiful skin. I consider putting "sunscreen" on as a sacrifice because I really hate dabbing anything on my face other than a thin layer of powder. It just feels "heavy." I hate BB cream  and foundation so much!

As a traveller, I deem it's necessary for me to have the best "shield" against the harmful UV rays to avoid premature aging and development of sunspots. I want to look beautiful both in the pictures and in real life!

Have a beautiful day!

European pastries

The pastries I buy "disappear" before I have the chance to take a photo.
I grabbed this photo here. 

Lately I've been sparing some time in the afternoon just languidly pondering about random thoughts as I slowly sip my coffee and carefully spoon a mouthful of any random European pastry I can get hold of.  Europe is home of the world's best pastries. Most of the so-called best "cakes" in my country can never compete with ordinary pastries sold in popular shops.  What draws a demarcation between the pastries here and there is that, here in Europe, they use the best and finest ingredients, it doesn't matter if it will cost an extra cent.  In the end, it will be so delicious, you won't even bother accounting how much you've spent. Pastries in my country are too sweet, ants will die just to have it. And you will also die of diabetes if you feast on it every single day!

Blue Mountains, New Southwales, Australia

Adoring the mountain.

After a month-long reunion with my family and boyfriend, I'm finally back in my flat in Brussels. The cars' noises in the nearby highway somehow find their way inside my slightly opened window. Maybe my testosterone level is too low to adore the sounds cars make. Or maybe I just enjoy the calm and soothing rattling of leaves in the mountains. 

The Three Sisters (land formation behind me).

Fortunately, I was able to visit one of Australia's most famous mountains: The Blue Mountains. It's a huge stretch of virgin forest erected over one thousand meters above sea level. Unlike the usual mountains where you don't see the bottom when you reach the peak, in here, you will actually see that you're really at the summit. While my knees trembled as I looked down, I smiled upon realizing that  I was literally  "on top of the world." I never once thought I can reach this far.