The perfect duo from L’oreal Paris

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I hope all of you had a lovely Valentines day with your beloved ones. We need to remember that Valentines day can be every day, love yourself and everybody around you, share your smile and happiness, inspire and simply laugh. Out lout! ❤

Today want to talk about the perfect duo from Loreal Paris I got a few months ago. It came together with a red nail polish and a red cosmetic bag, which is very handy and pretty in your black handbag. Lately I am all about the whites, blacks and reds. Especially in the interior as this weekend I am moving with my boyfriend to a new bigger apartment.

This perfect Color Riche 297 Red Passion colour is not too bright and not too dark. Don’t remember when I had such a perfect red shade lipstick. It fits perfectly for a day time and obviously for the night. Has an incredible scent which reminds me of a childhood, when I was looking how my mum is doing her make up or another memory pops out is when I had a dance competitions and I was always wearing a red lipstick.

Keep in mind that it is a long lasting lipstick so it takes time to remove it. What I love about it, that it doesn’t dry out my lips, it feels moisturized and soft and it’s because it has an Omega 3 and Vitamin E in a formula.  I have already a few different shades in my To Buy list. Definitely worth it!

The next one is a False Lash Superstar Mascara. After I got used of using Diorshow mascara primer, now I can’t imagine a day of not using it before applying mascara. But when you are travelling it is more comfortable to have both in one tube. That’s when I felt in love with this mascara- while travelling. It is super comfortable, dries fast, doesn’t leave black marks on the under eye area and most importantly my lashes looks dark, long and it even makes that kind of sexy look.

When I know how difficult for me is to find that right mascara, for this one I can say that I am very very happy ❤

Hope you liked this review, leave you comments in a section bellow and don’t forget to like it. Till the next week from my new apartment and most likely it will be a small tour of it. So keep updated and follow me on instagram @worldbyenrika

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March diary: Day 5-6. Ellie Goulding, chillax weekend and time for my self.

This weekend I was gone from my blog, and as it was a weekend, I will combine two days in one post (the same will be the next week as well). I just hope that will do it on Sunday’s, so the memories would be still super fresh.

Saturday:

My morning started super motivated, we planned to go with my friend for yoga and swimming pool have some girly time (I know, I promised this on my previous post), but on her way to the fitness, she called me and said that she won’t make it because of the doggy. She needed to take the dog to the doctor. Everything is good now, so no worries!  Continue reading “March diary: Day 5-6. Ellie Goulding, chillax weekend and time for my self.”

Moral story What goes around, comes around.

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One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry.  He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you.

He said, “I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.”

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.  As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, “And think of me.”

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: “You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.”

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard….

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, “Everything’s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.”