Jun 27, 2014


Couple unsuccessful photos. The camera focused on my shoes (which were important, I admit) and nowhere else. So these photos became artsy.
I am off to our summer house for the first time this year. I need a good long (3 days) break in peace and quiet. There I can keep maintaining my no-excercise-but-a-lot-of-food lifestyle. Oh boy.
i had a week that came from hell and yes i know that you could tell
but you're like the net under the ledge
when i go flying of the edge, you come flying of as well
and if you only die once i wanna die with...
you got something i need
in this world full of people there's one killing me
and if we only die once i wanna die with you

Jun 26, 2014


These pictures are from the night I realized that my hair is super long. That night I got a phone call and rushed to help my loved one. That night I drank good white wine for the first time. That night I once again realized that natural light is the best light. That night I met with an old friend. That night I wore my new boots. That night I realized that everything is about to change.
i'm stumbling off drunk, getting myself lost
i am so gone so tell me the way home
i listen to sad songs singing about love and where it goes wrong

Jun 24, 2014


Two new things that I love: my new boots and Ed Sheeran's new album. Boots are a souvenier from Stockholm - once I put them on I couldn't get them off. They will be perfect in London during the fall ;-). Ed Sheeran has always been one of the artists on my playlist, but his new album is mind blowing. He is so talented and I am already in love with every single song.
Work is fine, but I'm happy that I get to spend time on our summer cottage next weekend.

I created tumblr and I feel like such a novice using it.
i don't really know what i'm supposed to say
but i just can't figure it out and hope and pray
i told them my name and said it's nice to meet ya
and then she handed me a bottle of water filled with tequila
i already know she's a keeper

Jun 21, 2014


For my graduation present I got a beautiful pair of Christian Louboutin's. My very first pair, but not the last I can assure you. I wanted classy heels with an edge to them and these ones were the perfect ones. I got them from London when I visited there in February...
... which is the next subject as a matter of fact. Throughout this spring I have been quite covert while talking about my future. Couple times I have said that good things have happened and that I am happy, never actually saying anything about the matter. Now, however, I will reveal how my future is set out to be.
I have been lucky enough to have been accepted to London College of Fashion to study fashion journalism for three years.
Tadaa! This has been my guard-it-with-my-life secret (little exaggeration) for a good six months now. I decided to apply to the school because, after a long consideration, I realized that being a doctor wasn't going to be the career for me. I pondered what I wanted from life, what I was enthusiastic about, even passionate about. The answer was rather obvious: fashion. And because I consider myself an okay writer I wanted to combine those two. London College of Fashion offered me both and I decided to try to get in. After a long and exhausting application I was shocked to have made it through to the next level.
There was a lot of drama and confusement, stress and bewilderment, but one Wednesday I got an e-mail. I remember that I was hanging out with my friends and after reading the affirmation e-mail I started shaking. With a shaky voice I announced that I would be moving to London to study my dream field. No way  in a million years had I expected that. I had sacrificed quite a lot and I'm glad that it paid off.
Now some preparations have been made. I have an accomodation (I'll be living in a student hall for the first year), I've told the rest of my relatives and to my luck they have all been thrilled, and I have started to save money. I am so very excited, happy, grateful, thrilled and relieved. I am also nervous, terrified and scared. I will live in London. Alone. For three years. I will study a field that I am passionate about, but no way know that much about. This will be an enormous adventure for me, but I know I'll make it. After all, I already have one pair of Louboutins. What else do I really need?

you can't just sit back and watch the world change
it matters what you've got to say
there's no one else who can stand in your place 
so come on it's never too late
maybe it's your time to lift off and fly
you won't know if you never try
don't let anyone tell you that you're not strong enough
don't give up
there's nothing wrong with just being yourself, that's more than enough

Jun 18, 2014


Today (or because it is past midnight I'd say yesterday) I woke up at midday. I could say that I needed a good night sleep since on Monday I slept less than three hours and after that worked for 10 hours. I should earn a medal or something. The reason why sleep was disregarded was that I returned from Sweden after midnight, lost my suitcase, waited for a taxi for ages and talked with my cousin on the phone for 90 minutes about the book that we'd both finished the same night. My suitcase has found its way back home so no harm done.

Like I stated in the last post the reason for my trip to Stockholm was One Direction's concert. It was perfect. It was a bitter-sweet feeling because our seats were so far away that we couldn't actually see them properly, but even so the concert was everything I had ever hoped for. To be able to dance to all my favorite songs was incredible. I hardly ever hear 1D songs in a bar (never actually) so it was pretty special. And obviously the boys were so sweet, unbelievably good looking and funny as hell. And talented. And dedicated. And the list is endless. I am so happy right now.

Here is Stockholm's photo diary, divided into different sections. Lets start from the best part: One Direction.


if a non-directioner made it this far, then they deserve aplouds. loads of them.

sonja had given me some harry styles (love) fake tattoos and this was the proper occasion to wear them. mine is on the left, aliisa's is on the right, karo's is below



saturday night


matching travelling outfits by accident


our cool swedish names and cool tattoos

love the fly on the frie

sweden, you do love meatballs!
- harry styles




dem ducks

you and me and all our friends
i don't care how much we spend
baby this is what the night is for
i know nothing's making sense
for tonight lets just pretend
i don't wanna stop so give me more