I don’t normally consider myself as a clutch person because I like to keep a hand free — free to smoke a cigarette, free to use my gargantuan camera take photos here and there, free to use my phone to text or to read Twitter. However, I’m a getting a bit bored of using bags that hang off the shoulder (or body) so the idea of simplifying and carrying the basics (lighter, gum, small wallet, ciggies and lip gloss) is very appealing. Last week in Paris, the very handsome Gabrielcorto gifted me this cute snakeskin clutch with neon green piping. I love it. It’s the perfect bag to keep the essentials on a relaxed Friday afternoon here in Stockholm.
Sunglasses by Yves Saint Laurent, vintage J. Crew sweater (bought at Kiliwatch in Paris), black shirt by Uniqlo, watch by Michael Kors, clutch gifted by Corto Moltedo
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Global warming is seriously fucking up my wardrobe options. Bad enough that we had to endure that miserable, disgusting Indian of a summer in Paris during the womenswear collections (three words: Espace Ephemere Tuileries) and now good ol’ Mama Nature is messing around with what was meant to be my winter vacay. This time last year, most of Europe was knee-deep in snow and I was mincing around the streets of Stockholm in my Dior moon boots. It’s different this year. The thermometer hovered around 8 degrees celsius this afternoon and I had no choice but to take my suede Church’s boots out for a spin along with my warm beanie and gloves I bought from Urban Outfitters a few weeks ago. Autumn dressing right at the tail end of December. So wrong… but so cozy and perfect.
Beanie and gloves from Urban Outfitters, shirt from Uniqlo, sweater from Zara, jeans from BLK DNM by Johan Lindeberg, shoes from Church’s, bag from Chanel, sunglasses from Miu Miu.
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Yes, an old dog can learn new tricks; it’s never too late to learn something new. I’ve mastered the art of flying broomsticks earlier this afternoon!
After a (very long) plane ride, it’s so nice to be back in Stockhome, my home sweet home.
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Is my world becoming small or what?
I bumped into Andrea, an acquaintance of mine who works for Dolce & Gabbana in Milan, two days in a row. He, too, went to Stockholm for the weekend. I usually go to this town to recharge my batteries after Milan and Paris hence it was amusing to see a familiar face who works in fashion.
Yesterday was rather relaxed. Me and the boys walked around town, took photos for our memories, etc. I wanted to watch the film “One Day” starring Anne Hathaway but the cinema ran out of tickets for the 9:10PM showing. We were all super tired and exhausted by sun down so me and the boyf had an early dinner at a hole-in-the-wall Thai eatery before heading home.
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Boy you got my heartbeat runnin’ away, beating like a drum and it’s coming your way. Can’t you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, boom? He got that super bass.
What was meant to be a day spent at the salon to rejuvenate my very tired self turned out to be yet another day roaming around town. With a tiny dose of shopping. Nothing outrageous — bought three hats, four scarves, a 2012 desk agenda and a notebook. I’m done shopping. For now. Seriously.
I told my bf when he got home last night how I think I’ve reached new heights of paranoia because of my iPhone snatching incident and it’s bothering me. As you know, I’m the most careless AND carefree person in the world. When traveling around the metro by myself yesterday, I was so worried and paranoid something will happen to me. Every time I see a dodgy-looking man, I try to avoid being in his gaze. There was this one guy who looked at me really suspiciously my heart was pounding so hard during the train ride. I honestly thought he was waiting for me to get off the train at my next station so he can do bad things to me but thank god his station was a few stops before mine and he exited first.
I knew things have gone sour when I took out my camera’s memory card (where I have hundreds of photos) and put in my pocket — without even me realizing what I did. When I got home, I was like ‘oh wtf is my flash card doing in my pocket?’ It was at that point that I realized I took it out before entering the train to protect my photos just in case someone snatches my cumbersome Canon. What is happening to me? Taking public transport has never been so daunting. I wish I could take cabs all the time but they are SO expensive here. A five-minute ride would set you back a good forty American dollars. It’s that cray cray!
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What I dislike about fashion month (aka New York, London, MIlan, Paris) is that feeling of come down once a season’s worth of shows are over. It feels like I’m on a fashion high for a month with all the shows, the running around, the meetings and appointments… and now that it’s all over, it’s like there’s this big, empty void inside, I’m almost at a loss on what to do next. Back to reality I suppose until next season?
Speaking of reality, as you know, my bf has a 9-5 job so I’m always by myself in the mornings and afternoons. I’ve been in his apartment since Saturday night and I thought I’d haul my ass out for the first time this week. And what did I do? Well, this lonely housewife went shopping! I didn’t have much time because I left late in the afternoon. I bought some new patent leather desert boots from Acne (thank you for the friends and family discount, I love friends and family discounts), two sweaters, yellow and gray, from COS, and another black top from COS. I also stopped by the Whyred store. They have this varsity jacket in a really gorgeous green colour. I’m gonna try to hit more shops over the next few days. A visit to Herr Judit is long overdue.
Oh, I met up with my friend Gustav after shopping. I wanted to print some documents because my bf doesn’t have a printer at home (I know, crazy right?) so he took me to the library aka Stockholms Stadsbibliotek. After that we went to Gamla Stan, had a few drinks and before you know it, it’s time to see my bf once again at this restaurant.
Oh, just so you know, I made myself a healthy brunch yesterday — sauteed mushrooms with a wee bit of teriyaki sauce, soft-boiled egg with caviar and baby spinach leaves with olive oil, balsamic vinegar and lots of parmesan cheese.
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Oh Mickey you’re so fine, you’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey! Hey Mickey! It’s guys like you Mickey…
I love the D&G Dolce & Gabbana menswear x Mickey Mouse/Disney collaboration for fall 2011. I wore the sweater a few weeks ago (click HERE) and now I took my new t-shirt out, fresh from the runway, for an afternoon stroll with the bf. They should be out in the stores over the next few months.
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I’m a sucker for cheap thrills. I bought this embroidered backpack during a recent trip to Marrakesh for almost nothing. I’m not really a backpack person as you know, but I am genuinely going through an ‘unconventional bag’ moment. I’m obsessed with bags that are out of the usual designer norm — bucket bags, backpacks etc. Bless whoever made the Moroccan backpack for not being consistent with the color of the straps — one of them was brown and the other was a darker shade of coffee bean.
Sunglasses by Karen Walker (click HERE), coat from Whyred, backpack from Morocco, socks from H&M, shoes from Lanvin
What was meant to be a healthy, ‘let’s have a salad’ for lunch trip ended up as a “burger n’ beer” binge with a side serving of a museum visit. We went to Stockholm’s Moderna Museet. Click click click for more pictures.
What’s not to love about spring? Everything smells fresh, everything turns green, the flowers are starting to come out, the birds are finally chirping. Sure, it can be a bit chilly or irritatingly drizzly at times but the allure of new lives, new beginnings after bone-chilling winters is intoxicating.
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