2010!

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Happy new year to all of you! Hope you had a marvelous time last night, I know I did!

Love in a mist.

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A new place?

But now some good news! I’m checking out a room tonight, in a house shared with 3 other girls – one of which is a great colleague and friend of mine . The place sounds so nice, perfect for a first home! So if I’m lucky, by 2010 I’ll be moving out and into a little dwelling of my own!

My mom was even so good as to keep an eye open for things for me whilst thrifting and oh my, such treasures she has found me! One of them is actually a slightly damaged leather Chesterfield couch, for 40 euros! How amazing is that? Now the only question is..will it fit through the staircase at my possible new place? I hope it will, because I’m already in love.
As soon as it’s out of the garage, I’ll make some pictures!

Though I haven’t actually seen the room yet, I’ve already been scouting for inspiration! Let me show you a small part of my inspiration folder:

I’m thinking about a clean and white base, with lush colors to brighten it up.

A mix of new and old (for me also known as IKEA and thrift finds).

Warm wooden elements.

A rich yet light feel.

And not to forget floor to ceiling bookcases. Perhaps in a bright color?

Though I'll probably go nuts with color, as I always do. My previous room did deserve it's name Villa Villekulla..

All images are from Sköna Hem.

Sniff. Cough. Sigh.

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I have been feeling a little under the weather lately. I have an awful cough, which is very awkward when sitting in an overcrowded train during this pandemic in which everyone seems have become a germaphobe, so I desperately try not to cough which of course mounts into an even worse coughing attack complete with teary eyes and dripping nose (oh yes, very charming – I know).. Daily I pack my bag with eucalyptol handkerchiefs, anti-bacterial crème, a bottle of water and throat pastilles and I’m taking extra vitamin C in the mornings. I’m getting desperate trying not to get sick, that with my luck when the fun part of this month starts – I’m going to be sick. Oh joy.

Girl crush

Keiko Lynn

If only to be so elegant..
Instead of nerd faced, lushly eye browed, sneaker wearing, clumsy, fat Chinese man eyed (when smiling) me.
Ah well.
I think I'll live.

Ah, to be a cat..

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Via the Thinking Tank, a marvelously inspiring blog.

When it rains, it pours.

When I heard the wind blow like mad and the rain pour down, whilst lying in bed in my attic room at 5.30 this morning, I felt the urge to simply pull the covers back over my head and stay there for the rest of the day. Yet knowing I have only 8 weeks of my internship left (of which 2 weeks are Christmas break) I dragged my behind out of the warm comfort that is my bed. Not bothered to apply any mascara whatsoever, as the rain would make sure that it would quickly end up on my cheeks instead of my lashes, I wrapped up in my new gigantic woolen scarf to ready myself for the battle ahead. The battle would consist of me, on my trusty bike versus the wind, great powerful raging wind. The prize? Me catching the train. Or not.

An epic battle followed, at times I was not even able to move my bike because the great power of the wind and I thought that if just started walking I would be faster. But I did not give up! And yes, I did make it to the train station in time. A lucky bonus was that it had stopped raining that morning.

But not anymore.

Since then it has been raining almost constantly.

I fear another battle will have to commence later this day.

One perhaps even fiercer.

I must gather my strength.

Buy chocolate.

Sleep in the train.

Listen to Eye of the Tiger. Grr.

  

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Oh wait.

If I had head wind this morning, I’ll have tail wind when I go home.

WHEEEEE!