A yearly celebration with friends, all gathered together in one house in the south of Belgium for one sweet week. My favourite week of...

It’s been hard to keep quiet but now I’m ready to open my mouth and yell it out: I’m back! In the tiny winter wonderland named Belgium....

Dreaming of your face and clothes how I wish I hid something in my bag your shirt pants breath body unpack you wear you out for dinner

“Isn’t it hard? To change your life around, sell all your things, grab a backpack and fly to the other side of the world? But most of...

Is it the lack of structure in my life or can I still blame the jetlag? I’ve been rising early, seeing all hours of the morning, catching...

When Mexican dreams turn into Belgian white nights, lying wide awake thinking of going out for a very early breakfast of chilaquiles or a...

Do you know the feeling of getting really deep into a good book? So deep you forget about what life looks like outside of the pages....

Rainy days ask for this Making tea smoking spliffs I write you a love letter You let me be your muse The eyes you lay on me See straight...

Life! You funny little thing! As I’m planning my faraway escape, my adventure into the wild unknown shaped as colourful Mexico, you throw...

I don’t know if it’s the first sunrays on my face, the scent of spring in the air. We all get sick at the same time, we all feel loved up...

In the land of city life and office work, magic seems harder to find. My eyes are foggy with cigarette smoke, cheap perfume and air...

I’ve been living in my bed for the best part of last week. Not the honeymoon kind of bed life, I have to disappoint you (and myself)....

And just like that, another year has passed. The transition of one year to the next is always a fine time for reflection. Where am I?...

When I find myself hiding in the fluffy seats of a dark cinema three times a week, it can only mean one thing: autumn is here and I have...

Last week I watched a movie called ‘Girl’. A girl finds herself trapped in a boy’s body. No exit in sight but to wait and count the days...

There are so many rules to succeed in life. Especially in this city life I currently find myself fooling around in, I notice from time to...

I’m not the type to be biting my tongue when it comes to dirty old men. As long as they’ll be crossing my path in their most disgusting...

Last week, I received an email from my favourite English bookshop in Brussels: The book you ordered, has arrived! Yay! My bike flew me...

I will never understand the person who decided to combine the words guilty and pleasure. For me, there is only one kind of pleasure. What...

When days start off grey, I can’t help but feel mellow. Wearing nostalgia like a warm woollen sweater wherever I go. These days make me...