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2007 German government decided that smoking in public buildings would be banned. That included pubs, restaurants and cafés, basically everywhere food was served and consumed.
I was 20 in 2007, and hanging out in pubs was much more common for me than nowadays. Even though I didn´t smoke myself, I was never bothered by friends or strangers smoking in my presence. Until the day I learned how much better I felt the next morning if I hadn´t been surrounded by smoke the whole night.
Less dry throat and eyes, less headache, less grey skin… But the most important thing? Not having to deal with the scent of old smoke in my hair and clothes. Honestly, not having to wash my hair after being out simply because the smell would make me nauseous was amazing!
Why I am telling you this story from times long gone, you ask? Because when sniffing the Omorovicza Thermal Cleansing Balm, I get a faint hint of that smell. Not overpowering, and not preventing me from using (and, spoiler alert, enjoying) the product, but enough to remind me how lucky I am to no longer have to deal with that.
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Did you know that on public holidays as well as on every Sunday, stores are closed in Germany? No quickly popping into town to get some food, no aimlessly wandering around looking for cute things to buy.
A public holiday (or every Sunday) is a holiday for everyone. Even the people working in retail.That may change, no matter how you personally feel about it, but at the moment it is my reality.
And every year I watch clips of the Boxing Day madness going on in other parts of the world from the comfort of my own home. I pat my belly, shift my weight from one side to the other (yes, the Christmas indulgence does bring back memories of the late stages of pregnancy) and wonder: Is there still anything we need to buy?
Have you ever met someone, got along really well and then, all of a sudden, they opened their mouth and said just one sentence that ruined everything?
I guess we all had that on a date, but it does happen absolutely everywhere.
To me it happened recently when reading a review. A review on the Omorovicza Cleansing Foam. The blog was a nice one, clean layout, structured approach, focus on the ingredients, and the more I read, the more I thought: Could that be one of my new blogging bffs? One to chat skincare on Twitter all night? Discuss ingredients? Recommend serums?
But then, last paragraph. The sentence that ruined everything: „Perfect for using in the shower – just apply and rinse with hot water.“
No flannel? In the shower? Hot Water? We would never get along! But maybe I got along with the Omorovicza Cleansing Foam? Read more
I have to admit that there were times last month that I felt pretty overwhelmed. Life was very busy and hectic, and while it was all for great reasons, it was a little exhausting as well.
Soon after I uploaded my video on how to handle kids, a job and the blog (watch here if you haven´t already), I got promoted. Which is awesome and a great opportunity, but also a lot of work, given that I had to very quickly pick up a whole new topic.
So if I haven´t been around on social media as much as I used to (which wasn´t that much to begin with), that´s the explanation.
Whenever I hear Queen of Hungary, I immediately think of Sissi, the movies. They might not be very popular outside of Germany, but here they were a must see when I was young and without fail are repeated every Christmas.
Now Sissi was technically the empress of Hungary, and her story has nothing to do with Omorovicza, but what can I do? Childhood influences have the better on us for the rest of our lives.
The Queen of Hungary face mist I am talking about today was inspired by a perfume made in the 14th century. For Elisabeth, Queen of Hungary. And if it is fit for a queen, how could I resist? But does it stand the test of modern times? Let´s see.
Do you remember the first time you traveled without your parents? For me, that happened on a school trip when I was about 16 years old. We went to Israel.
Despite doing what a bunch of 16 year olds do when they spend three weeks together, we managed to get some cultural highlights in as well. Staying in a Kibbuz for a few days, visiting heritage sites, going to the desert and of course, swimming in the Dead Sea.
We had all looked forward to floating in the sea, but to be honest, the whole floating thing wasn’t as great as I had thought it would be.
It was something else that remained more memorable: My first ever mud treatment! It was more of a slather yourself in mud and take pictures posing in a bikini thing than a treatment, of course, but my skin felt so soft and cleansed afterwards I was unable to forget.
Mud or clay masks have accompanied me ever since, working miracles on my acne-prone skin, and while I usually stick to drugstore versions (clay is a cheap ingredient after all), I recently caved and got a pot of Omorovicza Deep Cleansing Mask .