sho-sho-shoes.

I've bought a lot of shoes this year. I feel bad that I don't get to wear them all. So now I've found a new system. Place the shoes I don't wear that often, close to the entrance. In that way, I'll force myself to pick one of the chosen pairs. Yaay!

hangover.

Okay! Seriously?!! I'm dead! Every single part of my body is aching. The best party, celebrating the best boy, the best alcohol. Now, if I only could stick to ONE type of alcohol. Nope, not in this life. I need to have it all! Why? I'm perfectly aware of how the following day is going to be. Idiot! Do you know what the worst part is? I had to work today! YES WORK! For 6 hours. Now I'm finally home, in my bed, and I predict that I will fall asleep aaany minute now. Zzzzz! 

new dreams.

Oh boy! If I had the money I would move to New York in a second. But I don't, so Copenhagen is a really nice place to live in the mean time! Someday...

let's get drunk.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again, and again, and again: I LOVE RIHANNA!
Drunk on love, that's what I am. Cheers. Let's drink it! Repeat, repeat and KEEP repeating!

drive me.

there's something inside you. it's hard to explain. take me, please. DRIVE!

love: Karin Dige.

I can't get enough of bags and clutches. Especially in leather. Ah, I love them. And my favorite designer right now is Karin Dige. She makes these lovely bags out of leather from old skirts, jackets and so on. Each and every bag has elements with a past. A history. I love the fact that these bags and clutches has enough simplicity, but at the same time an edge. 

You go, Karin!

If you want to take a closer look or even buy one, you can find her products here.

New York, I love you.

All I want to do is go back. I want to walk through the silent streets in Williamsburg. I want to take a stroll in Soho. Eat pancakes with my Issi at a simple diner. Feel the sun and the pollution on my skin. Yes, that's right, I miss it all. New York, I fell in love with you in an instant. We will see each other again, hopefully soon...

a single shot.

Enough said. Jetlagged.

woke up this morning, found the letter that he wrote.

I need to start over. Somehow. Reboot. I need to clean up in my system. In my brain. It's too much junk in the trunk. Too many unsolved pieces. And for what?! I'm fucked up. Really thought I didn't have to feel this way again. Oh well. This sucks. I've fucked up a lot of people, and now it's my turn. Cheers!

George to the Clooney.

Oh my GOD! Seriously. This has the be the best commercial EVER! The norwegian bank DnB Nor went all in, when they casted the one and only George Clooney to play a part. I had a big laugh. Worst case scenario turned out to be the best case scenario. For sure! And not to mention the fact that Mr. Clooney actually ended his vacation earlier, when he got the script - he LOVED it! Way to go DnB Nor! Awesome. You can see it here.

D.amn H.ot!

Look at her. Debbie Harry. Gotta love her. She's fan-freakin-tastic. Gorgeous!

stupid clowns.

It's absurd, but I love it. And Allan is god damn hot, even as a clown.

the beauty.

She's one of those who keeps growing. She takes a bigger part of my heart every single day I spend time with her. She's a beauty. Stunning. 
I took these pictures of her, for Friis & Company's blog. Check it out. She's a model - without doubt. She's my Frederikke.

nostalgic.

in love.

Is it possible to fall in love with music in general? Because I think I am hopelessly in love with it. With all of it. Thousands of butterflies are flying in my stomach. It's not one particular song. Not at all. No memories, no lyrics which fits my life. Just pure passion.  

my love, don't forget me.

I'm posting a lot of crap. But this song... I love. Want to lay in a bed of flowers and listen to this song, again and again and again. Amazing voice.

like the rest of them.

I'm naked, I'm numb, I'm stupid, I'm staying. And if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'...

Never fucked up.

junk.

I would love to eat every single crumble on these two pictures, right now! Screw size zero. It's all about the junk in the trunk. If someone feels the urge to come on over with food and candy, please do! I'll be here waiting for you with arms open....and jaw.

aw, why don't you just fucking blog about it.

...closer.

happy fucking birthday.

One of my best of the best is turning the big 2-5! I love you to bits, my dear. Happy birthday!

in the mood or in the mode?

I'm in the mood for getting in the mode.

this was my intention.

Like the naked leads the blind. I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind. Sucker love I always find. Someone to bruise and leave behind. 

black'n'white.

K-k-k-i-kiss me, t-t-t-a-take me. 

i believe in love.

This weekend has been full of happiness. Lovely people, with love for each other. It makes me smile. I'm actually looking forward to feel the same way. Butterflies in my stomach. But I don't stress about it, nor worry about it. I'm happy. That's all it is to it.

hansome man.

Look at this handsome man. This man belongs to my mom. I love him.

need it bad.

I need this sequin tights BADLY! Day Holly from 2nd Day. I need it, need it, need it! Can't breathe without it. I promise to wear it every single day. Maybe not EEVERY day, but often. Please. Can someone give this to me?

raff raff.

How can I have missed this issue? This is probably the best cover I've ever seen. LOVE LOVE LOVE.   

bite me.

I would like to be bitten by a vampire. Just once. To see how it is. Bite me!

it! the shit!

sisterlovin'.

Today is my sisters birthday. 30 years! Happy B-day. Nina, I love you to bits.

colorful teardrops.

I absolutely adore this video.....and the song for that matter.

sound.

I'm going to whistle myself to sleep. Night.

sitting here resting my bones.

I'm home. Showered and clean. Words can't describe how tired I'm right now. My whole body is aching. But it's a good ache though. Wow, this has been a great couple of days, hasn't it? ...at least I think it has...


Notes to self, after this weekend: 


You are not a superwoman. 
Do not get waisted ever again.
Do not be loud. Shut the fuck up.
Please, do not pick the seat next to the big propeller.
Do not drool over tattooed guy from the past.
Pink hair? You will get sick of it.
Marry rich - $$$.

rewind.

Seriously. I need to stop this weekend. Rewind. Do not erase.

when i grew up. not.

trash equals class.