morning son.

C.an't F.reakin' W.ait.

It's here, it's here, it's finally here! Copenhagen Fashion Week starts next week. Yaay! Hopefully there will be sun every day and nice things to look at. (read: not just clothes, but MEN! loads of delicious good looking men. one for you, two for me.)

After a hard-working weekend, I'm so looking forward to relaxation the whole evening. Pizza, ice tea and a movie. It's time to recharge my batteries and get ready for next week.

colorsplash.

I can't get enough of tie-dye.. So what to do? Make everything I own, tie-dye style!

swedish touch.

Man of gold. Casual and cool, stylish and sweet. I have a lot of fun with this guy. Especially when we play rock'n'roll dress-up. Come again, please! Love you.

favorite purple.

I bought the Purple Fashion magazine yesterday. It's my FAVORITE magazine of all times. Love the articles. Love the features. It's worth all the money. (Even though I don't have a lot of them right now.) Sex is in the air in this one. Words can't describe how hot the pictures are. WOW! I'm going to enjoy this one. Cover to cover.

i smell love.

This is my country. This is love. Cheers to democracy.

field of friends and family.

Family and friends are my force field to move forward in life. 

give me a M 8 3.

It's a good thing we have music. Nice songs. Cool beats. Music makes me happy. Especially M83's Midnight City. I LOVE the colors, the lights, the simplicity of the video. This is one of the songs which is set on repeat every day, every hour. It is NOT possible to get tired of M83's music. Not now, not ever. Big words, I know. But it's true story.

word.

- Prime Minister Jens Stoltenberg.

light.

I'm lighting a candle. Out of words. Warms thoughts to the ones who lost their lives and, to their family and friends. Norway...

X

insane.

is now childrenfriendly.

My appartment has been taking over by family. Dear cusine Cathrine brought her lovely family over for a visit. Oh boy, it's crowded! But in a good way. Three polite and amazing children, one machoman and one redwine-drinking cusine. One big happy family. I'm happy. They're happy. We're all happy. Happy happy happy. Did I mention I am happy? HAPPY!
Love family. The bigger the better, for sure! Love having you guys over. This will be a great weekend, eventhough the rain is pouring down outside. Screw that! We're pouring down copycat-baileys. Yum! 

Sabine cut off my hair with a kitchen-scissor. I made her do it. I'm happy. Bounce.

once upon a time...

...there was a happy slapper.

hard-beer-working-drinking-girl.

My first day at the internship is done. What better way to celebrate this occation than with a cold, cheap and delicious beer in the sun with ma' bitches? (Yeah! When you live in tha' hood, you might as well talk the talk, and walk the walk.) Café Miss Moneypenny, in the same building I live in... Do we love it? Heeell-s yeah! 

the damage is done...

...at least for my economy. 15 minutes after I found myself stepping over the doorstep of Marc by Marc Jacobs store, I bought these lovely boots. They were cheap, I swear. Hmm, define cheap? Whatever, what's done is done. A good thing came out of it: Now I can't afford food, so I will lose weight. Right? Hm. Not really. I can still buy cheeseburgers at McDonalds for nothing!


Sleep tight. 

took from take.

Poor Robbie. His stomach couldn't hold it for one more concert. Poor fans. Stood there for hours to see the "one and only" concert. Poor me. I only got 4 hours paid. 
What did we do with the beer we poured for all 46.000 fans waiting outside? Lucky me. We invite friends and drink them all in the park. Cheers!

who? you?

Girls, girls, girls.

1000 ways to die.

Wow, if I didn't have anxiety of death before, I definitely have it now. After tragic and perverted stories on a wednesday night, I had to watch it. 1000 ways to die. Can't believe this is entertainment. I'm actually humored by true-story death events? Speaking of death.. I'm super exited for the new episode of True Blood. Eric Northman, drink my blood. Please do. 


Night, sleepyheads.

cottoncandy.

Testing 1, 2, 3. Okay, so it will probably take a while until I dare color my hair completely pink. (...Thanks to you, Sara!) But at least I'm on it. My split ends are already damaged, so what the hell! Pink, pink, pink, yes I love pink! I'm pink and black and blue for you..

goodbye hills.

My time in Norway has come to an end. (I love being this dramatic..) I'm on the bus, yet again, sentimental as always. I love my life in Copenhagen. So much, that I forget how awesome my life is in Norway. Now I have the best of both worlds, and I love it! Yeah! Wow, did I just use a Hanna Montana song title in the last sentence? Wow, and why did I come to think about her in the first place? Jiiiiiz. 
Back to reality, back to work and back to what I hope will be, an interesting internship at Friis & Co. Can't complain, can I? No! Looking forward to seeing my two blondies and my redhead-roomie. Honeys, I'm hooome! Let's shake this sentimental self-pitty off, and appreciate my homecoming!

nothing but a mustache with legs.

I can't say I hate hipsterkids. Actually, I love them. Give me some of that! But some of you think you're all that. But in reality.... you're nothing but. Nothing but a mustache with issues. Not even a hipster for real. Just a wannabe coolkid. Wash your mouth. No, wait! I thought you were dirty.... but  oooh, you're not. Too bad.