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Funfetti Cupcakes w/ Zoë Fellows & Ines Leroy

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Ines Leroy & Zoë Fellows

This summer, Zoë, Ines and I decided to make the Funfetti Cupcakes which Zoella had uploaded on her YouTube channel. This was a nice activity to make amongst friends during a warm summer Friday night. And I took some pictures to show you.

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We used a premixed bag for cupcakes and added butter, milk and eggs. The mix we used is called Hema Cupcake Mix and is from… well, HEMA.

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This was the result: perfect cupcakes, cooling before being frosted.

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Happy and satisfied (food)bloggers!

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Some cupcakes didn’t fit into the muffin molds so we had to bake them separately and this is the result: expanded cupcakes to the rescue! Eastern Season in Cupcake World! LOL

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And with the frosting! The frosting was liquidy, but we know why. We used liquid butter (from a bottle) instead of classic butter. The frosting had that melted effect you get when you try to make frosting out of melted ingredients. The cupcakes were delicious, though, and looked pretty cute!

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We took our first polaroid selfie with Zoë’s polaroid camera, and I had to take a picture of this selfie to be sure it gets never lost.

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Obviously, after putting some effort in making these cupcakes, I had to try the cupcakes. I decided to eat the expanded one. 🙂 They were delicious! We baked them a little longer than the packaging advised and were moist as f—! BIG WIN!

If you’re curious in knowing more about these girls here, check their blogs out: Zoë’s Blog, Ines’ Blog, and check Zoella’s YT channel for the exact recipe if you’d like to make them yourself. We obviously did not follow the recipe 100%, we followed the packaging instructions and used ingredients we found in the supermarket rather than all the ingredients Zoella used.

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Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah


Djemaa El Fna 2015: Celebrating Moroccan Culture

Whether it’s a food truck festival or just a food market, I love them, because I love food. A couple of weeks ago was the last week of Park Spoor Oost in Antwerp. Park Spoor Oost used to be a rail station that wasn’t available to the people but was used for railway purposes from the port of Antwerp. It closed down years ago and that huge space was left empty. This summer they decide to organize food truck festivals, fun fairs, bars, and much more on Park Spoor Oost, and one of them was Djemaa El Fna.

Djemaa El Fna IDjemaa El Fna is the famous market place in Marrakesh, that is why the organizers decided to call the market like that because it reminded them of the food stands in Morocco. It gave it a try and here are some pictures I want to share with you.

Djemaa El Fna IIWe ate something from this place in Antwerp called Fez. I know Fez, I have been there, maybe 10 years ago, and I didn’t like it. But this time, they surprised me. The food was delicious! I had a Chicken Briwat (with powdered sugar on top) and small salads: red bell pepper salad, white cabbage salad and couscous salad, each and every salad was extremely delicious, but I’ll have to admit, my favorite was the cabbage salad. They added orange blossom water to each salad which made a delicious combo with the other ingredients. Next to the Briwat, my sister and I shared a Harira soup, delicious as well.

Djemaa El Fna IIIAt last, we went to a place to finish it all off with Moroccan mint tea.

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Djemaa El Fna IIIII loved this tray with all the ingredients you need to make Moroccan mint tea. It says: “What’s in mint tea?”

Djemaa El Fna VIThey were selling Mhajeb or stuffed Msemen. These are North African ‘pancakes’ stuffed with different kinds of stuffing.

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Djemaa El Fna VIIIConclusion: It was fun. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt, as it is the first edition and not everything was in place. Maybe the weather played a roll in some stands being left empty. The food was delicious, there was definitely some animation (not enough to my taste), but as I said: I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt.

If you are interested in seeing more, I have uploaded a vlog on my YouTube channel:

I hope you enjoyed it, leave it in the comments down below and I’ll reply ASAP.

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah

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Singlehood IIII: Freakshow of Stalkers!

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2014 went by and somehow wanted to make friends in my class, and so I did. I became friends with Zoë and Ines. By that time in 2015, I was still very much single. I wanted to retire from the department of Singlehood, but things started to change a bit in that department.

March 2015, last week of school before Spring break. My girls and I decide to have cocktails at a student bar in the basement of our faculty. Having fun with a couple of girls was refreshing. I haven’t done that in a long time and made me nostalgic of the good old days, when I would have drinks with one of my girlfriends in a famous cocktail bar called Absithbar/Appelmans, and we would judge the guys in the bar, being flirty with these guys, etc. It made me think that I desperately needed to get rid of my stubborn and faithful job of mine, at the department of Singlehood. 

Not too long before that, on a Saturday afternoon, while working out at the gym with my sister, a guy comes up to me. He isn’t good looking, has no hair, around 30 years old, small and has a heavy accent when speaking Dutch, asks me if the bottle of water on the other elliptical is mine. Like, I would take a whole elliptical next to me, just to put my water bottle on it, because I do not have any space on my elliptical to put my bottle, who by the way, WAS ON my machine and it was very visible. Logical thinking wasn’t his biggest strength. I told him that it wasn’t mine, as I moved that same bottle from the elliptical my sister wanted to use, on the one next to me. Anyway, the guy puts the bottle on the floor next to the elliptical and starts to work out. After 5 minutes, he stops, goes on a treadmill, doesn’t stop looking at me, like a big creep, stops his workout on the treadmill to come back to the elliptical next to me, to ask me: ‘Is this bottle of water laying on the floor yours?’ ARE YOU FREAKISHLY KIDDIN’ ME????? ARE YOU FO’ REALZ? I hold myself from screaming and told him politely: ‘Once more, it isn’t mine!’ I knew at that very moment, I had my very first stalker of the year 2015, in front of me. This situation nerve wrecked my sister. She cannot handle annoying guys, certainly not the ones from the gym. We continued our workout, went straight ahead on strength exercises and somehow the guy was always somewhere near us, watching us. He’d even find an excuse to talk to me, as I dropped my phone and he told me I should buy a case to protect my phone. Like, I know shit about phones and cases, sure! I answered with a very short answer, but he’d still continue talking to me. My sister was on the verge of exploding, and I was too. He suddenly asks me: ‘Can we talk?’ I told him I’d rather not as he can see I was working out with my sister. He answered with: ‘I could try, you know.’ I really, really, wanted to get rid of this dude and my prayers were answered as I saw him talking to another girl, not so long after he was talking to me. STALKER, BAD STALKER, DESPERATE STALKER, BOOHOO! 

The next few days, he kept on looking at me, trying to get with other girls but didn’t talk to me, THANK GOD! Somewhat around the same time, once more at the gym, I was working out on the treadmill and suddenly a guy comes in, looks at me, I looked at him and the way he looked at me, seemed like he had found the love of his life! HAHA! He looks much older than me, he wasn’t my style AT ALL, but somehow, I liked the fact that he had given me a couple of seconds of attention. He looked very shy as he looked away, a couple of seconds after I had looked back. That happened every single day we came across each other at the gym. 

I called him « Mister Stalker » even though he didn’t stalk me at all, but I didn’t know his name, and as the way he looked at me came across as « stalkerish », I called him like that. I would tell the girls in my class each week about what happened with Mister Stalker and they would laugh, as it was pretty funny to have an update on such a situation. A couple of weeks after I ‘met’ him for the first time, nothing had happened yet. I was running on the treadmill when I saw him walking by the gym. He came in, I was on the cool down mode and no other treadmill was free at that point. He saw me slowing down and came up to me and asked: « Finished? » I nod that I was finished and gave him the treadmill. At that point, I did not realize he didn’t speak Dutch and that his English was pretty basic. I was curious to know where he came from… 

Each week I am going to tell you a piece of my singlehood story and last relationship, that will lead us to where I am today. If you are interested in knowing more, stay tuned on my blog, because I will be posting an article each week to tell you more about it. I will not divulge any real names in it, if one day I use a name, I will make sure to change the name to another one, except if that person is okay with being named. Obviously, I am not sharing any specific details about my ex or any involved men. We’ll call him Mister Small Penis.

Until Next Time, 

Love | Sarah K.

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Vlog 1: Salsa Bocadero, Antwerp

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Hi, guys! Welcome to my very first vlog!! Hope you enjoy this video! To recap: I went to Beauty & Glamour by Inga, which is my favorite beauty salon, and next I went to the last edition of Salsa Bocadero in Antwerp. Please give it a thumbs up and subscribe to my channel to support my channel!

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Love | Sarah K.

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Antwerp Hotspot: Chickpea Eat-Drink-Enjoy

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Last week, I had a heavy day with two exams, so I decided to have lunch with my dear friend Zoë. I found out the day before, on Instagram that there was a nice hummus place not so far from our campus, so we had lunch at that place, called: Chickpea.

Basically, it’s a cosy Mediterranean/Israeli restaurant with as a specialty: hummus, because the owner is Israeli and Israel without hummus is like Belgium without fries. No single North African soul can live without its chickpeas, so you can guess, one of my favorite dishes is Hummus. So, I tried!

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Here is a sneak peak of the menu. I chose the homemade lemonade and the Open Sesame which is hummus with tahini in the middle. You can get everything to take out or just eat in, it is very cosy in front of the window or on a little table on the street. The concept of this place is: Fresh and Organic.

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We first got some pita bread with za’atar spices in olive oil, as a dip. Very attentive! (y)

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Next to organic Mediterranean food and homemade lemonade, you can get homemade iced tea, juices and coffee. This is not a vegan nor vegetarian restaurant, but there are vegan/vegetarian options on the menu.

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Yummie! The hummus was delicious, especially with the hot sauce with coriander, that I love. You automatically get a small side dish with any hummus dish you order. The standard side dish is the Israeli salad called: the all time classic. (btw, how cute are the names?) If you think it’s not enough, there are plenty of side dishes on the menu you can get in small or big a portion.

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God Damn, you hummus! You were so good!

If you are in Antwerp and looking for a nice hummus place with a friendly service, make sure to visit Chickpea. Zoë wrote a review on her blog as well, so make sure to read it: Zoë’s post

Address: Oudaan 4, 2000 Antwerpen
Number: 0475 60 49 49
Website; Facebook

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.


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Singlehood, Part II: I’m over Mister Small Penis!

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Last week in Singlehood Part I: Damn it! It just got to me, he was one hell of an asshole and thinking about it made me realize why. I started cyberstalking him, to see what did chance in his life on social media, to see if he had someone else…

I’d gone through his BBM, WhatsApp, and Facebook. Suddenly, I see a girl post things on his wall, a little way too often, with ‘love’ emojis. Even though he stayed cool to all these messages, I knew this was just his way of hiding it. It got in my face like: That small-penised bastard had someone else! I don’t say he ‘cheated on me while we were together’ but to be with me he left his ‘booty call’ so why wouldn’t he leave me to be with this girl, right? I was fierce, I should have known that his leaving-his-bootycall-situation would turn out to be the same situation I’m in. I’m not going to lie, It got me down, but on the other hand, I kind of cyberstalked that girl and I quickly figured out that she has no future with him either. She isn’t religious, not from the same ethnic background and the background she is from, his mother hates the guts out of these people, #Racist. 

All the little things he said once just surfaced up to me. He once told me he was physically into these girls from ‘that ethnic background’. Now, the girl from ‘that ethnic background’ is suddenly pretty active on his Wall. She studies Law at the university, he told me he ‘studied’ law at the university (a lie I will talk about later). They are suddenly at the same parties ALL THE TIME. Come on, how much hints does a girl need to realize he was a sneaky bastard who used her? Oh and by the way, why do people who are overly active on social media with each other, are never on pictures together at these parties they are always at? Do you have something to hide, Mr. Small P.?

Sudden realization: he used me! I was just a past time baby till the next one arrived, but I’m sure she is just a past time baby too, till the next one arrives. It didn’t make me happy, but I thought: hey, I’m not the only one, so go on with your life, girl. That’s what I did. As I told you before, I went out, had too many drinks, great food and suddenly gained much weight. By the time I was completely done with him and wanted to meet new guys, I had gained so much weight that the insecureness got to me. I didn’t want to date any guy, any time soon. 

In the main time, I got my high school degree, went to college and that didn’t work out either. It became a whole mingle of things that gone wrong. I really felt like a piece of shit. I started college in January so I hadn’t had a full academic year. I fully started my first BA in October 2013, I met new people, made new friends and everything started to look like I was going to get a kick in the ass and everything would fall into place. There was a cute boy from abroad in my class and we got along (friendly speaking, bien sûr) but I quickly realized he had a girlfriend, #Bummer.  Okay, he has a girlfriend, so be it. He made me realize or made me make the click that I was 100% over Mister Small Penis. Unfortunately, my big sister died not so long ago, and not wanting to go into details, it didn’t better my situation. As she died very quickly, I decided that #YOLO was the way to go. I promised myself I would say yes to every invitation I got from friends. School was still a misery, I went out almost every single night, I belonged to a group of friends who were younger than I am and it fell good. I went to London with a couple of friends, had a blast all year round. But I forgot that I was single for one year and a half now. Did I care? I think I’ve got into the friend zone with… MYSELF! 



By that time, I had gained ten kilograms since the relationship started, to April 2014. I did realize I was fat but somehow didn’t want to do anything about it. Dating people was not in my vocabulary. A friend told me about Tinder and I made an account, that wasn’t the best experience to be honest. I had a lot of matches but all were more into sex and not into dating, the ones who were into dating were straight dumbs assholes. This app made me insecure even more. I had gained a lot of weight and wasn’t going to show my naked self to any man on planet earth as long as I was looking like I did. College had gone worst, I had failed almost all my classes and couldn’t pass for them all in the resit period. I didn’t gain the required 50% and wasn’t allowed to study at this university anymore and didn’t see that coming. I had to make a choice ASAP and quickly decided I should go for a language teacher’s program. I came home crying after a week in that college, quit, and started Applied Linguistics all over again, in another university. By September 2014, still single. 

Each week I am going to tell you a piece of my singlehood story and last relationship, that will lead us to where I am today. If you are interested in knowing more, stay tuned on my blog because I will be posting an article each week to tell you more about it. I will not divulge any real names in it, if one day I use a name, I will make sure to change the name to another one, except if that person is okay with being named. Obviously, I am not sharing any specific details about my ex or any involved men. We’ll call him Mister Small Penis.

Until Next Time, 

Love | Sarah K.

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Knock Off: Urban Decay – Naked Flushed

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Good Day to you Beauty! Last review of the Urban Decay Knock offs I got on I have had this one for a very long time, now. I love this palette, but not because of every product in this palette.

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The first thing on the left is a bronzer, it is positive and negative at the same time. Why? It’s positive because it’s not extremely dark, it is negative because the product won’t come off easily. I have to rub the brush onto the product for at least 10 seconds to set an ounce of visible product onto my skin. Basically, the bronzer is very hard and dry. The second product, in the middle, is a highlighter. I don’t know what happened here, but this highlighter is very crumbly, just like the eyeshadows of the Naked palettes. The highlight itself is very subtle, though. Then, the last product on the right side is a blush. I love the color of this blush! Unfortunately, the blush itself is just like the bronzer, very hard and dry (visible on the picture). I need lots of rubbing with my brush to get some blush on my cheeks. But the result is beautiful!

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Once more, pure rubbish written on the back of the palette. All by all, I am curious to buy the real deal to see if they are better in quality. If they are, this could become my ultimate favorite palette as it is very handy to have 3 in 1 and I’m in love with the blush anyway.

I hope you enjoyed this short review, let me know what you think of the Naked Flushed in the comments down below.

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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Knock Off: Urban Decay – Naked 3

Naked 3 IHi, my loves! And Naked 3 it is! Am I the only one loving the ribbles on the packaging of the Naked 3 palette AND the color of the palette itself? Loving the ribbles, hating the plasticky packaging, though. Naked 3 IINaked 2 III

Okay, I have to be honest with you; I do not have a favorite in this palette and I’m not sure what to think about it. I’m not a fan of the highlight colors available in this palette and I don’t seem to understand what’s so Naked about this palette? I found this palette to be more of a pink palette than a nude palette. At first I was totally obsessed with nudish shimmery pink colors, now I am totally not into it anymore. I appreciate the fact that there are non-shimmery colors: Strange, Limit and Nooner. Nooner might become a favorite sooner or later, as this is the only color I like next to Darkside (maybe, maybe, Blackheart too, really, maybe!). I won’t complain again about the quality of the eyeshadows: crumbly again, the quality on the eye = very good.

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Once more, total rubbish on the back of the palette! They need a proper translator ASAP. But as I said, for €5,00 each, I wouldn’t complain if it wasn’t for the sake of this review.

I hope you enjoyed this short review of the knock off of the Naked 3 palette by Urban Decay. I still have Naked Flushed to review for you (I have had this one for a very long time now). If you are curious to see the review on the Naked Flushed by Urban Decay, stay tuned until next Monday.

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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Knock Off: Urban Decay – Naked 2

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Hi gorgeous! Here I am again, with another review of the Urban Decay Naked 2 palette! First of all I have a favorite eyeshadow in this palette, the color: Verve. I love, love, love this eyeshadow so much! Secondly, as the knock off of the Naked 1 palette, the shadows are a bit crumbly, very shimmery (If you like a lot of shimmer you will be okay with that), but the shadows are good in quality once applied to my eyelids.

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Apart from the eyeshadows, who are great in quality, but crumbly, the packaging is something I cannot live with. First of all: everything is pure plastic and looks cheap, second of all the ‘mirror’, well the mirror is not a mirror, you cannot see through the supposed-to-be-a-mirror thing, this is disgusting! The brush is good at applying, though, but still plasticky and cheap in quality.

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Although, I have a favorite eyeshadow color, called: Verve, the rest of the colors aren’t really exciting. This shouldn’t be a big difference with the real Naked 2 palette. These are personally not colors I would wear and I figured out, once I apply Verve, I grab another palette to finish up the look. Basically, if Urban Decay would sell Verve apart from the palette, I would definitely buy the eyeshadow, but I wouldn’t buy the real Naked 2 palette.

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This time I don’t see any big mistakes made on the back of the palette.

I hope you enjoyed my review on this palette. I still have Naked 3 and Naked Flushed to review and you will be able to see these reviews very soon, on my blog. Comment down below what your thoughts are on the knock offs and the real ones.

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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Knock Off: Urban Decay – Naked


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Hi, lovelies! Not so long ago I have been shopping like crazy! One of the things I have discovered were the Naked palettes on Obviously, I know they aren’t real, but I was curious to know how well they were made.

First of all, I bought the 3 Naked palettes for about €15,00. Aliexpress is one of my favorite online shops and I was curious to discover how the Naked palettes were, as I have never had any real Naked palette. As you can see on the picture, the form of the palette looks exactly like the real deal, although I have heard the knock offs are a little lighter in color than the original one.

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The shades look exactly (or almost, barely visible with the naked eye ;)) like the original; the only difference I see is that these are very crumbly, and when you swatch them, the intensity is not very good. But, once you apply it on your eyelids (with an eye shadow base) it looks beautiful. The packaging looks terrible to me, the chances are high that the shadows will come off anytime soon; the letters are fading too.

The last thing that differs from the original Naked palette is the back. If you look and read closely, you will see that what is written, is pure b*llshit. Words are missing, letters are forgotten, and it says that with this palette you get an eye pencil while I got an eyeshadow brush.

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Conclusion, if you aren’t planning on having the real deal because let’s face it, it is expensive, then, go ahead and buy this palette. The eyeshadows itself are great, the packaging is not. But on the other hand, €5,00 for a palette is inexpensive and worth the try. I still want the real deal, though,  now that I have tried a knock off.

Are you curious to see what else I got? Stay tuned for my next shoplog and if you are interested in knowing if the Naked 2, Naked 3 and Naked Flushed are as bad or good as the Naked 1 palette? Stay tuned, and I will gladly make an article for each palette.

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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