Cambodia, Personal, Phnom Penh

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Taking a cue from one of my fellow expats and lovely blogger DearLadyExpat (Ashley Louise), I thought I would share some the terms that have been searched that led readers to my blog.

Oh Internet, yous weird.

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Best Face Forward.

Mischke Favorites

 

 

I’ve had quite a few questions recently about my favorite beauty and skincare products.

The majority of these things are unavailable in Cambodia so that’s a bust, but I’ll be sure to pick up the staples next time I’m in Bangkok.

Although I don’t use all of these every day (and I’ve run out of a few)  they’re the colors that I’ve found to be most flattering on my skin tone and with my features. I do miss my full kit of products left back at home and as an ex makeup artist and esthetician the lack of quality products in Phnom Penh is more than frustrating.

On that dire note, I’m always happy to lend a hand with application or a shopping trip.

Products as follow:

MAC Mineralize Skinfinish in Medium Deep: Skinfinish offers coverage between a foundation and a bronzer. A light dusting of color perfect for contouring or a healthy glow.

Cetaphil Moisturizing Lotion: With very few ingredients, non-comedogenic, and fragrance free this lotion is ideal for sensitive skin. Some of my clients with the smoothest and plumpest skin in their fifties swore by using Cetaphil since their teens

MAC Lipstick in Freckletone and Media: Freckletone, a perfect nude for tanned skin and daytime wear and Media, a rich burgundy ideal for layering to achieve wine stained lips or a deep, almost black pout

Revlon Colorstay Eyeliner in Brown: a bit softer than a harsh black liner, stays all day and perfect for blending

Revlon Colorstay Liquid Liner in Black: a liquid liner ideal for those with shaky hands. The fat bottle, stiff applicator and long-lasting color makes this my go-to liquid liner.

Anastasia Eye Lights Shimmer Jumbo Pencil in Chiffon: Less obvious than a stark white liner, this creamy nude liner makes hung over eyes disappear with an easy swipe of this creamy, thick pencil

Smith’s Rosebud Minted Lip Balm: non-sticky, subtly minty, and packed full of emollients and vitamins this balm is a chapped lips lifesaver

MAC Eyeshadow in Cork and Saddle: Cork, a matte medium brown ideal for every day wear and Saddlle, a matte camel tone for layering and accenting the browbone on yellow toned skin

MAC Powder Blush in Peaches: not quite pink, not quite orange. A sheer wash of color easily worn with or without bronzing powder

Mario Badescu Keratoplast Cleansing Lotion: A gentle toning cleanser for decreasing redness and dry skin. Aloe extract assists in skin hydration and it won’t leave your wallet empty

NARS Eyebrow Pencil in Ipanema: filling in sparse Asian brows is a cake walk with NARS brow pencil in Ipanema, a semi dry but easily gliding filler

Bumble and Bumble Surf Spray: salt water infused spray with zero hold but a lot of impact. Allows my unwillingness to brush my hair seem “windblown and beachy”

Tom Ford Black Orchid & White Patchouli: my two favorite fragrances, unisex, musky, and delicious. Worth an investment.

Garnier Youthful Radiance Eye Roll On: Caffeine in my cup and caffeine under my eyes helps rid symptoms of a sleepless night

 

Not pictured: my favorite brushes are MAC. But if I don’t want to shell out a couple hundred dollars easily on brushes I’ll go with Sonia Kashuk. Quality bristles, thick handled, and easy to clean. Also, awesomely inexpensive.

 

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Cambodia, Fashion, Food, Music, Personal, Phnom Penh, United States

Stupid Cupid. February 15, 2013.

Enticing, no?

Enticing, no?

As I sat on the back of my Valentine’s moto, skimming by hordes of young couples donning sequined red dresses and earnestly chosen polyester button ups, I felt a pang of sadness.

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Cambodia, Fashion, Personal, Phnom Penh

Ladies Magazine, February Issue.

Alright, so here’s the lingerie spread I did for Ladies Magazine February issue.

I’m a total sucker and wanted to wait until I got my mother’s approval on the shoot before posting and was pleasantly surprised by her positive reaction.

So here it is.

Ladies, February 2013

Ladies, February 2013

"Hello, I Love You"

“Hello, I Love You”

"Until The Break of Dawn"/"Blue Heat"

“Until The Break of Dawn”/”Blue Heat”

"Pillow Talk & Bedroom Eyes"

“Pillow Talk & Bedroom Eyes”

"A Touch of Light"/"Power Moves"

“A Touch of Light”/”Power Moves”

 

 

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Cambodia, Personal, Phnom Penh

The Plastics. February 12, 2013.

They talk about this time of a young expat’s life, they being travelers who have decided to make home in this city. Where the comforts of a life lived previously have fled them and the labor of extracting something from a new place to make it their own has been self decidedly put on their shoulders.

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Cambodia, Food, Personal, Phnom Penh, Travel

Good morning, Vietnam. February 7, 2013.

Over this past weekend I visited my “home land”, Vietnam, for the first time in my life.
Allison needed her visa renewed so we thought it was an excellent excuse to get out of town, mark another travel spot off our list, and have some much needed pampering. Starting Friday, King Father Norodom Sihanouk’s funeral procession and mourning period began. His cremation was this past Monday and marked a point of sadness and loss in history for the people of Cambodia. Knowing the city would be shut down for four days with streets closed, restaurants paying respect by not playing music, and the city sardined with millions of the people of the Cambodia coming in from the provinces, we decided it would be a perfect time to plan our getaway.

I had never had much of a draw to visit Vietnam, I have never lived there, spent time with Vietnamese, or had much of a cultural connection in any sense (other than my passion for Pho and Banh Mi) but the thought of taking a trip there to traipse the city for a day or two was intriguing. I knew we wouldn’t have time or energy to visit many of the country’s real history, but even the thought of being in a place where my birth mother once lived started to creep into my mind and it was a strange feeling. I would love to return for a longer period of time in the future, in a mindset of exploration and with a desire to learn. Any fears of the country hurting me were assuaged by the friendly residents, beautiful architecture, and bustling life that welcomed us.

Ritchie, Allison, Nico and I took the somewhat uncomfortable (we were seated in the back right next to the toilets and above the hottest part of the bus, but had quite a bit of space to spread out) eight or so hour trip across the border into Saigon and checked into the Alagon Hotel. It took quite a bit of convincing (towards Nico, really) that this was not going to be a “backpacker” trip and that a proper shower, room service, and air conditioning would be necessary. I think I’ve become even fluffier since living here when it comes to vacation, I really don’t want to spend vacation time puking into a cockroach infested bathroom while listening to bad Top 40 from a beer soaked hostel bar. Call me spoiled.

I am lucky enough to have friends who enjoy food as much, if not more at times, as me. And when I say foods I don’t mean delicately arranged, small tapas plates including words like “reduction” and “aigre-doux”. I’m talking cheesy, melty, greasy, American, fat -ass inspired comfort foods. Some (many?) think it’s a waste to be in Vietnam and track down a Dominos Pizza for the first meal, but when you’re living in the land of rice and bland fare(Khmer, in my opinion, offer some of the most boring cuisine I’ve encountered…where’s the spice? What is all that gristle?) and don’t have Ranch regularly, a good old starchy pizza rimmed in orangey oil is exactly whats on my mind. We dined on the most delicious Banh Mi my mouth has ever had the pleasure of meeting at Le Banh Mi, a minuscule cafe with excellent music and indulged in saliva inducing cheese platters, $10 steak and mashed potatoes of a normal texture (note: Cambodian potatoes are glutinous and weird) at Le Steak de Saigon, a much needed dosage of iron. Burger King had our attention at our last lunch but perfectly seasoned Pho made its way into our bellies at 11pm the first night we arrived and the decision to never allow Snake Wine into our lives again was decided all around.

On the more pleasant bus ride home, it felt as if a magnet were pulling me back towards Cambodia. Although Vietnam gave me experiences and pleasures I’ll never forget, culinary, personally, and culture-wise (and I’ll be returning soon for some serious tattoo work), there is something about Cambodia that feels something like home. The draw of the quaint side streets, easy pace, and lovely, rickety tuk tuks in comparison to the air conditioned and steely dispositioned taxi drivers, the short, squat buildings and lack of usable sidewalks brought me back with an enormous appreciation for Phnom Penh and the place its in currently. People who have lived here for the past five, ten, fifteen years share their amazement and sometimes sadness at the changes the city has been through even recently. Roads are paved, we have adidas, French bakeries and a multitude of chain coffee shops when it used to be dirt roads and small shanties of restaurants. From what I’ve picked up on, market changes, the ASEAN Summit strategy, strong Western influence, political shifts, and money are going to continue to change this place until it will likely mirror other big cities in Southeast Asia within the next decade or so. Although I am truly happy to hear of the steps Cambodia is taking towards something new and shiny and look forward to witnessing the changes to come, I hope to never forget the Cambodia I experience today.

Cambodia isn’t the only thing going through a lot of change at the moment. I feel a shift in lifestyle, friendships, family, and overall viewpoint as February wears on. I understand that my mom may not be in Cambodia long term, she is taking things day at a time and if by July she finds something back in the States she may just do something a wild as take back to her roots and become a cattle rancher or something equally bizarre and awesome. My social circles have changed, who I spend the most time with and what we do. Gone are the weeks of staying out five hours past my bedtime and feeling like death warmed up the next day or the hazy Friday nights trying to grasp a connection with any other foreigner trying to make a life in Southeast Asia. Almost forgotten are the thoughts of moving back to Washington by the year 2014 and fresh are the ideas of starting a life here, a real existence with responsibilities unfathomable but nonetheless thrilling. It’s a calming place to be, to be able to step into a schedule that you’d never have the chance to experience during your life back “home”, yet feeling the happiness and repose of someone finally finding those creature comforts in a new place. I remember some of my best writing coming from tear soaked nights, confused and questioning with dry bottles of wine and sometimes feel as if I’ve lost that sad passion in my writing because I’m in such a place of overall peace. I was told that maybe I’ll have a new audience, one that can feel the ease and satisfaction of my day to day. I won’t jinx myself though, my next entry may just be one borne from frustration.

For now, let’s just hope for the best, and expect…the best.

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