This is not goodbye. This is merely a nice to meet you and see you soon. But this is also a thank you. Thank you, Amsterdam, for shaping me. For making me realise what I want in life, what I want to be. Who I want to be. Thank you for every smile you put on my face by just being who you are: your lovely, cosy, wonderful old self. I’d never imagined these three months to be as amazing as they were. I’d never imagined being an intern at Marie Claire either. I’ve met so many wonderful and kind people, who I’ll miss very very much. And of course I’ve learned a lot along the way. As much as I miss everything now, I’m moving on. Because I know I’ll be back soon enough. And then it’ll be more of a thanks for letting me stay.

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Unfortunately for my future husband, I did not learn how to cook in Amsterdam. What I did learn is how to enjoy life and party hard. I partied every weekend, all weekend. I’ve been drunk, I’ve experienced horrible hangovers… but I always enjoyed every bit of it. Amsterdam knows how to party and now I know too. I’ll probably won’t be going out much in Belgium but the plan is to move back to damsko in a year or so. Partying will be high on my list by then!

As you can see, it was very hard to fit three months of partying into one single post. That’s why today, you’ll be treated on a post consisting of two parts, woohoo. I dedicate this post to everyone who came by and partied with me, to Rembrandtplein for having such horrible clubs with shots that shouldn’t be called alcohol, to Chicago Social Club which is by far my favourite spot to go clubbing, to Amsterdam for making me the party animal that I am… but especially to Anne, for being my party partner in crime from the beginning. We’ve had our fair share of one-liners, (party) stories and funny pics. I’ll never forget the times we had but I’m sure there’s more to come!

On to part 2, shall we? (more…)

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Ironic, isn’t it… Spring has finally hit the country and I’m buying everything in black. Blame it on my feverish decision making. To be more clear: I went shopping when I was still a bit sick and high on meds. I just wanted to do something that would make me feel good for a change. So I went, I bought and I got happy (and well!). I was craving a pair of Cheap Monday jeans since there’s an actual Weekday store in Amsterdam. I opted for a black high waisted super stretchy skinny. Yes, the kind that makes me look tall, thin and good about myself! It’s pure magic, I tell ya. On another note: I was also craving that beautiful pair of Zara sandals. Stolen idea from Mr. Lim, if you ask me but affordable and in my size, so you don’t hear me complaining. Oh and then there’s the jacket… I couldn’t resist. Nothing more to it, hihi.

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