T to the E to the R to the R to the Y.

I simply love LOVE photographer Terry Richardson. His photo diary. Need I say more? Portraits of models, actors and random people with a humoristic touch. He brings out the craziness in all people. Even the dull ones. God! I wish I could walk around in his world for a whole year. Terry, please be my bestfriend?

housewife.

The best thing about having a roomie, is the fact that I can relax while my friend is making dinner. Sabine stays at my place for a period of time, and tonight she's making chilli con carne. Works for me. I'm hungry, she's great at cooking; my housewife. #winning. Sabby, where the hell is my beer?!

Btw, I love her new red look. Smooookin'.

vintage smackdown.

Isabelle, Devid and Thibaud loves vintage. And we love them. Check out their vintage outfits and "like" them on facebook: Starecasers


Meanwhile.....

if i can't get them shoe', i'll be blue.

I can't get Acne's beige shoes out of my mind. Can't wait for them to come out in the store. Money, or no money - I'm having them either way! My heart's be-be-beating fast for these amazing shoes. I love their AW 11 collection, by the way. 

i miss this.

I can't quite figure out why I chose not to attend Roskilde festival this year. I had the chance, but I didn't. Big mistake, BIG mistake. Now, almost all of my friends are leaving me behind for a whole week. And I'm working. Yaaay... All I want to do tonight is to get drunk. Hopefully it will be a great night, even though I'll might end up alone on the dancefloor. Pathetic? I know.
Aaaanyways. I would like to be in Berlin with Isabelle and her lovely crew right now. To the early morning. Bottoms up! Enjoy the night. Cheers to that!


pictures: Thibaud and Devid

me-time.

And tonight, I'm having some alone time with me, myself and I. Actually kind of nice. Ordered in, drinking a beer, listening to music and internet shopping. I couldn't ask for a better night. Seriously.
Tomorrow I have a hair appointment, by the way. Pink? I believe so. Yaay! So psyched. Good night, fluffers. 

midsummer.

Last night, we celebrated midsummer. Bonfire, beer, friends and music. Yes, I do love my life. I love this city. Please make this summer last. For a long, loong time.

profession: groupie?

group·ie

groupies, plural A person, esp. a young woman, who regularly follows a pop music group or other celebrity in the hope of meeting or getting to know them An enthusiastic or uncritical follower A person who seeks intimacy (most often physical, sometimes emotional) with a famous person, usually a rock band member

....I could be that person. 'Cause when I saw Simon Neil from Biffy Clyro yesterday, walking around with his guitar.... My GOD! Thank you Anja, for keeping me on my toes, or else I swear I would.... Hm... Let me find the right word..... Oh yes, attacked him! (In a psyko-love-stalker kind of way.)

train the brain while doing IT.

Dear fluffer. I you want to become as smart as I am, this is what you'll have to do: SUDOKU-toiletpaper. Use this when you're finished with whatever you're doing while sitting on the toilet. And then, you get a little smarter everytime. The brain gets trained. OR! Solve the sudoku and THEN you use it. Probably a better solution. #inkinass

soaked.

I love my bike. I love Copenhagen. But seriously, the rain.... has to stop. I was riding my bike home from work. NOT cool. I'm soaking wet, and not in the good way.......! Rain + bike = simply doesn't work. This has to be the biggest world problem. (My dad would be so proud of my last sentence.... I'm a really reflected daughter, I know.)

foo who?

FOO FIGHTERS with Anja. It's going to be a good night. For sure. Life's good.

goodbye painkillers.

FINALLY! My painkiller days are over. After 5 weeks of pain, I'm finally feeling better. Remind me never to drive a bike when I'm drunk again. 
One birthday party. One night out. One bike. One drunk man on the road. One girl on a bike in desperate need for a cocktail at Zefside. One crash. One broken collarbone. Five weeks of pain.

long time ago and STILL...

I still love this song and video. 

a treat.

Before I start cleaning my filthy home, I'm enjoying a big piece of dreamcake and an ice cold beer. 

Or....at least I did 5 minutes ago. Now I feel sick. I'll might wait with the cleaning. Just for a few hours or so. Sound like a great idea!

supermodel love.

Did I mention that my lovely Isabelle is absolutely stunning? My supermodel BF. You gotta love her. Gorgeous!

an old lady with non-oily hair.

Not only do I like dry-shampoo, I love it! It's the most genius product of all times. I can wake up in the morning, with my greasy hair, spray FROTTEE Trockenshampoo in my hair and BANG: my hair looks and smells like an old lady. It gets grey and non-oily. Yaay! Why bother buying the expensive freshscented dry-shampoo cans, when you can buy a can of FROTTEE for 2 euros in Berlin. You do want to smell like your grandmother? Don't you? That's what I thought. 
Being hygienic and young is sooo two-thousand-and-late anyways.


(psst Ismar! I now realized I made a mistake buying only ONE can. I shoulda bought 15 cans like you did...) 

poop equals meat?

Japanese scientists have discovered an alternative to all you fluffy meatlovers. It's good for the environment. POOP! They make meat out of poop from the sewage. Apparantly it contains a lot of proteins. But still.... "I'll have a McPoop menu with coke and majo on the side, thank you". Neeeeh. I don't think so. Not in this life anyhow.
What about you, fluffers? Want to eat my poo'?

new shoes, and suddently everything is right.

Ismar and I bought ourselves some new snickers the other day. Of course we bought matching pairs. Black and yellow, and I mean reeeally yellow! They're nice, they're comfy and they're mega cool. Individuality is out, matching snickers are in!
Have a nice weekend, fluffers.

we love PINK. can't get enough of PINK!

Pink, pink, pink, fluffy pink! I want a light pink haircolor. That's what I want. Like cotton candy. Yumyum.

polaroid. a waste?

Ismar and I bought polaroid cameras in Berlin. So today, we went to the fantastic store Photografica, to see if we could find films. But my god, it''s expensive! Note to self: Make sure you look damn good before posing in front of the polaroid. 2 euros per picture. Who knows... maybe you'll be the lucky one we want to photograph. Yaaay!
I love my camera, but still... it's a lot more cheap to just put my regular pictures into a polaroid generator on my computer. Whatever, suckers! We're cool no matter what. 


Have a nice day, fluffers.
xoxo, A.

under the world of sound.

true loves.

Welcome dear fluffer !

Dear new reader. 

You're about get spammed with a looooot of indifferent shit that might make you happy and fluffy inside.

We hope that you will have fun and enjoy the post that we make. 

Remember not to take life, us and everything around you too seriously, 

'cause we're on this earth to be happy.

Talk to you soon dear fluffers <3

put your hands up for berlin.

Puuuh, back home from a nice trip to Berlin. At first, I didn't think the city was "that big of a deal". But of course it is! Love it. Love all the people we met. Love Isabelle. Love the nightlife. But seriously, Berlin: public transportation? Get a grip.


xoxo, A.