Heiko Thiele – Lili (2016)

My oldest friends is fond of describing me as ‘a girl with simple, yet highly specific needs’.

See where the notion of a basic bitch usually orbits Uggs (God, Why?), Yoga pants (I hate how they look but fuck me if they aren’t comfy) and Pumpkin Spice Latte (ewwww, ewww. Just no. Get outta my face with that shit).

My basic-ness relates to seltzer. I take it very seriously, y’all.

At this point La Croix’s coconut sparkling water is 1/3 of what fuels any sort of forward momentum. (I have super mixed feelings about their other offerings, the raspberry, for example is effing foul.)

But La Croix is primarily a US thing–so leaving the US is always a bit of a thing. There’s passable orange seltzer in Iceland but mostly you’re better skipping flavored variations there. I’ve yet to find a seltzer that isn’t atrocious in The Netherlands. (Tips welcomed since I’ll be back there again early this fall.)

Berlin is one of the few places I visit where I can actually get pretty damn excellent seltzer. I tend to prefer lightly flavored seltzer’s but the Spreequell Classic is probably my favorite unflavored seltzer out there.

I’m not fond of the flavor the model is sipping above. (It’s like carbonated apple juice, if I remember.) And the flavored Spreequell water is generally to be avoided. (Well, except their version of Orangina–I consume very little sugar so it’s sickly sweet to me but I actually enjoy the taste/texture of it.)

/basic-ness