I’m a firm disciple of self-indulgence. Living in a city as polluted, humid, crowded, and chaotic as QC and coupling this with the unhealthy college lifestyle, I tend to burn out very quickly. A few hours out is my threshold. I like to spend most of my time in my little sanctuary, located deep in the heart of my apartment complex. In my room, it feels as though the world is a whole universe away. Typhoons have come and go without my being any the wiser. Hell, the zombie apocalypse could happen and I’d still be in my room, LUSH face mask tingling away, and still trying to get FoodPanda delivered to my doorstep.
This post is a love letter (and guide) to self-indulgence. I’m so glad that the emergence of the 8-step Korean skincare routine has given me an excuse to extend the length of my own pampering ritual. (Am I using too many products, mom? I can’t be. Look, the Koreans are doing it too!) I recently discovered a term that illustrates this perfectly: metox. Continue reading “SKIN ROUTINE 🌖🕯 Nightly Detox”
Good afternoon everybody! It’s a rainy Sunday in Seoul. Danbee mentioned that a monsoon will be with us for about a week or two so we can expect some more days of warm coffee and overcast skies. Most people dislike this kind of weather, but I thrive on gloomy days. It’s the closest a tropical specimen such as myself can get to wintry snow days. You know, the kind of day when the snow piles up so high that the city cancels school and you get to just light some candles, put on a facemask, bring out the hot cocoa and watch movies in bed.
Anyway, today I will be sharing the skin care items I recently purchased in Olive Young and Watsons to handle my skin’s freak-out in response to the change of weather. Continue reading “Korean Skin Care Products I’ve Been Testing”
When the train stations look like airports and the subway looks like a high class shopping mall, you realize that your standards for infrastructure and innovation will never be the same again. Muji and UNIQLO were definite culprits for the havoc I wreaked on my savings account. But in truth, my greatest weakness was the drugstore. Continue reading “Kyoto-Nagoya Station: Trains and Manga”