My Passport Stamp: Perth, Australia

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So I’ve just been in Perth recently. Vacationing and all, you know the drill. Actually I didn’t just stay cooped up in Perth but definitely got around Western Australia— it was kind of a blast. The farm areas were the highlight for me, as a self-professed #organichoe.

Anyway, nobody wants to hear about me faffing about on the beach. Obviously I did a little bit of beauty shopping– beauty items are my souvenir. I try to buy as many beauty products exclusive to a certain country as possible when I’m visiting. But, you know, my main aim in Perth was kind of to soak up the scenery and be organic and chase kangaroos– not really shopping– so I didn’t exactly visit the Australian beauty hotspots. I passed by Mecca everyday (the store Mecca, not the actual Mecca) but never went in… and obviously there was a Jurlique store in like every corner, but obviously I knew that these stores carried only pricey stuff and I hadn’t done enough research to justify spending a lot on anything.

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Lush wasn’t so luscious to me.

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I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life that I wish I could erase completely from my personal history book, and there are some mistakes that I could forgive myself for – and some that I couldn’t.┬áThe most recent mistake that I made, a purchase that should have never happened was me giving in to Lush when I was in the UK. I think this entry is going to be the most angry My Passport Stamp that I’ve ever written.

Lush is undeniably popular, I mean people rave about the brand all the time. On blogs, on Youtube, on Instagram….everywhere! For some reason, I’ve never been tempted enough to get some for myself when travelling outside of Malaysia over the last couple of years. But for no concrete reason at all, I found myself handing over British Pounds to the Lush salesgirl at Westfield Mall!

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