Still at my previous review about Eyebrow mascara from Etude, I'm gonna review about etude's liptint. I don't really know about liptint, I know it from my friends that keeps talking about 'tint' things. I bought it because i think it looks like lipgloss becase they give it a gloss and shine on your lips. So I made my own conclusion: Liptint provides more collor than gloss but more lightly than a lipstick. This is why I moving on from my lipgloss.
First Time Nasi Pedas (finally!)
What do people eat the minute they land in Bali? Babi guling, ayam betutu, lawar…and, apparently, nasi pedas. My friends swear by it. Me? I’d never tried it. So last week they dragged me to fix that gap in my Balinese resume.
Where we went
Nasi Pedas Ibu Anik: Pasar Kuta (near Joger).
Famous cousin: Nasi Pedas Bu Andika (also in Kuta): people say it’s pricier and always packed.
I chose Ibu Anik this round.
How it works (so you don’t panic at the counter)
Join the line. Trays move fast; breathe.
Point at lauk (side dishes).
There’s no printed price list; each item has its own price.
They plate rice + what you chose. You pay at the end, add bottled drink if you want.
Sambal = the “pedas.” Add at your own risk. 🌶️
What I picked & how much
- Tempe kecap, mie goreng, ayam suwir, kangkung, perkedel + rice
- 1 bottled water
Total: IDR 20k (IDR 16k food + IDR 4k water)
I thought everything would be flaming; turns out the spice lives in the sambal. Without it, it’s basically nasi campur; with it, your soul time-travels.
Crowd & vibe
- Always crowdead: lots of Java accents, a mix of locals and holiday stomachs.
- Turnover is quick; tables are basic; nobody’s here to linger, just to inhale joy on a plate.
Order smart (aka how not to blow your budget)
- Veggies + tofu/tempeh = budget-friendly.
- Multiple meats = price climbs fast.
- Ask the staff roughly how much that combo will be if you’re unsure. They’re used to it.
Summary:
- Taste: Homey, punchy, sambal-forward.
- Heat: Customizable: start small, add more.
- Price: Can be cheap if you go veggie-heavy.
Will I go again? Yes, next time I’m hunting the legendary kulit ayam
(sold out… my villain origin story).
Go explore other nasi pedas spots too (including Bu Andika) and tell me your fave. Just… respect the sambal. 🌶️
xxx
ikkel
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Someone once said “be a proper woman and happiness will find you.”
I said “okay but can she eat?”
Anyway, this week I tried Etude Color My Brows because:
(1) Korean girls’ brows are unfairly cute and,
(2) pencils scare me.
Mascara-for-brows = simple.
What it is
Good morning (from the night owl who calls 9 a.m. “dawn”).
I finally have a 3-week break! Would love to zip to Surabaya, but my wallet said “character development arc.”
So: Bali, budget mode, and maybe… makeup content?
(lol no. not yet. future me can contour.)
The plan that shouldn’t have worked (but did)
We visited the Beach!
Ms. Hills is heading back to Surabaya (ðŸ˜). I still have three weeks of holiday and approximately zero humans to kidnap for hangouts.
Balinese friends?
Busy.
Me?
Also “busy”
… auditioning for new friends. T^T
So the night before she left, we did the logical thing: cooked a farewell dinner. She’s a legit good cook; I’m a feral gremlin with a knife.
Cooking class, chaos edition
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I spent nearly one hour just cutting ingredients. Chefs do this in 0.5 seconds on TV: witchcraft.
Ms. Hills patiently bossed me around (chef energy), which is why anything got edible.
Waiting for food as a heavy eater? Torture. My stomach wrote a complaint letter.
The menu (and the mayhem)
Bali has a new café every time I blink.
Cute? yes.
Affordable? …not always.
I’m Team Under-70K: I want food that fills my tummy and my feelings without sending my wallet to the ER. So I went hunting for somewhere cozy, tasty, and kind to student budgets.
Enter: Warung Kecil (literally “small eatery”), Sanur
here lies my boyfriend (plot twist)
I’d like to introduce my one and only, the love of my chaotic life.
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KAY HERE I GO!
love letter to udon (from a recovering ramen girl)
Dear Balinese friend (especially the ones tired of my blabs),
I know. I used to whisper “ramen” in class and shout it in the car. I manifested broth in basecamp.
I even did bathroom soliloquies about chashu. You were patient. I was… not.
Good news: I’ve moved on.
Better news: it’s to udon. (same family, softer personality. let me have this.)
Holiday was short, finals are coming, and Bali...
Once all green and quiet, now has more traffic and hotels than vibes.
But the island still hides little pockets of calm if you know where to look.
Destination: the picnic park near Bedugul
I’m usually a serial repeater: once I like a place, I just keep going back.
But Bali is overflowing with hangout spots, so I’m pushing myself to try new ones.
If I get lost, I’ll just circle back to my first love later. #randomquotes #idontcare
We planned all-you-can-eat Korean BBQ for my friend’s birthday… then remembered we’d already had a heroic breakfast and lunch. I’m a heavy eater, not a bottomless pit. So: plan B.
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