Spend the day in Rotterdam

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Hoi hoi! Excuse my Dutch, I’ve been to my ‘neighbours’ 3 times this month which makes me want to use my good old Dutch vocabulary from my days in Amsterdam. Nah, just kidding, I’m fine with Flemish for now. But I do love those Dutchies! Y’all know I’ve fallen for Amsterdam long time ago but it seems that Rotterdam is also very charming. It’s nothing like Amsterdam though… but it’s a very interesting city nonetheless. For those who haven’t been there and don’t really know what it’s like, I can tell you this: it’s a very new city because they had to rebuild most of it after the destruction in WWII. Architects and artists ‘took over’ the city and made it to what it is now. A city with lots of high buildings in weird shapes (those Cube houses!!!) and art in places you don’t expect.

My tour guide was the sweet Renee, whom I met at Marie Claire last year. She showed me around, talked about the city and since we had to catch up on a lot of stuff, we did that and boy did we have fun! I haven’t seen the whole city just yet but I’m sure we’ll reschedule for another tour. I can tell you this though: shopping is to be done at Imagine by Kim in the Pannekoekstraat and foodies should head over to Bazar for some amazing world food in Witte De Withstraat.

That’s it for now but I’ll be back Rotterdam!

She’d rather have a purse




Why give a b*tch your heart when she’d rather have a purse?

If two weeks ago, you told me, I’d be the proud owner of a 3.1 Phillip Lim Pashli medium bag, I would have laughed and said: ‘Yeah, right!’ But here we are… not laughing at all. In fact, I’m dead serious: I’M THE PROUD OWNER OF ONE GORGEOUS PASHLI BAG in nude/blood orange. Yes, I think I might have unconsciously made a deal with myself to buy a designer bag every year, around summertime. Is it the heat that makes me so delirious that I go and buy ridiculously beautiful (and expensive for most) bags?! Or am I just a shopaholic? Whatever it is… I’m still the owner of a Pashli bag. A PASHLI BAG, I said!

Toast to clichés in a dark past




Black hour glass, our glass. Toast to clichés in a dark past

YES, I did eat that. But that’s not really the point, now is it? If it’s not a glass of wine, I sometimes get caught with a cone of ice cream in my hand. Hardly the case though, since I’ve been watching my nutrition and health for a while now. But hey, I’m Greek and I know good food when I see it, so I can’t deny myself everything! I’ve learned that you should give in to some cravings every once in a while because you can’t last any (healthy) diet otherwise. And no, that’s not a cliché, it’s the truth. Well anyway, while you’re reading this, I’m probably still at work… where I seem to be each and every day! Don’t get me wrong, I love the airport but a fulltime jobs with quite the irregular schedule is tough! Managing my blog on the side is even tougher. So bare with me, I promise you, it’ll all be worth it.

Talk to you soon, xo

Ph by Birgit Vrydag