Det var såhär det kändes att bli dumpad och nu vill det inte sluta regna och jag kan inte sluta gråta.

The Secret History

I have now finally been able to finish The Secret History by Donna Tartt. Let's say it took me about five embarrassing months. It's weird how I can carry this book around everywhere I go and read to kill time and still it takes me that long. Maybe that's the problem that i'm reading to kill time, I do want to blame podcasts a little bit as well. Anyway I liked The Secret History a lot even though I didn't got very into it, also it was almost 600 pages. I decided not to buy new books because they are heavy and won't be a priority in a full suitcase so now i'm gonna read through the books of my boyfriend. First out is The Great Gatsby. Let's see how many months and train rides that takes me.

Breakfast, cemetery and strongbows

A Tuesday in Januari last year I was hanging out with this lovely donna in my Stoke Newington flat. We we're both off work and Malin brought us breakfast to share and I provided us with St.Petersburg kusmi tea. It was one of those days when you believe in Spring already in January.

We walked along Church Street to discover the new area that I just moved in to from the more central Hoxton. Then we embraced the sun in the cemetery around the corner of my house before we found a precious book and vinyl shop. The further in we walked the bigger the space got and we lost track of time looking around every single corner for treasures.

Malin ended up getting a vinyl for Alice because her name was on it and the music itself turned out to be a bad 90's band. Hungry and tired we went to the closest sainsbury's to mine and bought everything you need for a cheap pasta carbonara. Couldn't resist the strongbows in the shelf and threw a pack of those in the basket as well. What is a tuesday with friends and dinner in London without strongbows? When we got home Alice joined us on my empty floor to talk about boys and work places that treat you like shit.

Mathilda

Victoria Park, my haircut and me. I feel pretty damn good about it. Now the question is to bleach or not to bleach?

AW/15

 Calvin Klein

 Rosetta Getty

 Giambattista Valli

Sonia Rykiel

More from my AW/15/16  pinterest board.
Perfect freaking height on the Calvin Klein boots.
Almost like my dead ones that I had to throw away in London.
Still looking for that replacement.

Haircut, pubfood and drinks

Yesterday I had that haircut and it felt like a free fall to cut my long hair off. It was about time though I've been thinking about it for a while now. I hated it so much at first and almost cried when I left the hairdresser. Evening time I got dressed and slowly felt better about the new me. I took my handsome boyfriend's hand and walked in second hand shops since he has a 90's party to go to tonight and we we're after the perfect outfit with luck.

We walked along always very trafficked King Street through Newtown and towards Sydney University to do a shortcut (hehe ironic) and avoid them cars. The big buildings there are so beautiful and dreamy.

My baby just recently discovered that my very bleached levi's jeans fits him very well and he will most probably steal them all the time from now on. Not me against they are way to tight on my butt anyway.

I was trying to get used to my haircut and to pull it off. I know hair will grow and that there is no need of crying. Good thing that at the moment I can't even think about myself in long hair anymore. Showering now is also like the best thing ever I have to admit. I might give it a bleach in a bit as well but not until i'm used to this short story hair.

I was wearing very denim blue wrangler bell bottoms, relaxed fisherman jumper from AA (stolen from my boy of course) and I pulled off double denim with my every day denim cap. I have a hard time to dress colourful these days.

We said goodbye to Sydney University and walked our way to Glebe along Glebe point road for ages to have drinks and pub food. Left one pub to go to another that he took me to when I just got to Sydney and it's been on my mind ever since. There is so much stuff to look at in there and I wish that I took some photos. I will be back shortly. Today I'm off doing nothing but powerwalks, food and coffee.x

Change with every new day

I'm sad and then happy. There is too much to deal with in my head and i'm trying to get on the right side with myself. So much uncertainty. As my defence i'm lying in the sofa or our bed watching things. On Thursday i'm getting rid of my long hair and I don't know how I feel about it yet but there's no turning back now I decided. Change.

Easy come and easy go

Me and him on a rooftop surprise/leaving party for Raymon's brother Jack. He has already left us to study musical theater in New York now. Such a dreamy thing to do. The location was amazing and we saw the sun set over the city and the sky was fading into colors of blue, orange and purple. The other three photos are from our home. The new sofa and the only place I hang out on now a days, drinking way to much tea och coffee.

Pop art exhibition in the art gallery of New South Wales that I loved. One afternoon when I was feeling blue I spoiled myself by shopping and trying on vintage clothes. Scones date dinner in bed and re-watching of mad men. Last but not least bed times all day long in a hangover state of mine.

Beach times and I haven't been back since. Shame on me that all I hope for is winter, coats and boots. Today i'm working 12 to 9 and there is a sale on and lots of chaos. Can not wait to get there.x

Pop art exhibition and scones

One day a couple of weeks ago I was off work, I got dressed and got out of our house. I had planned to see the pop art exhibition as I read it was only there until the beginning of march. I fell in love and felt more creative than ever. I don't know what to do with my creativity these days. I wasn't allowed to take photos of the exhibition so I guess you have to go and see it and fall for it yourself. It was so worth it. Then I sat down in the park outside to read and drink coffee before catching the train back home and meet up with my man. I had been planning on having breakfast for dinner so I made scones and boiled eggs. Felt homesick since this is what we do at home once in a while when we're all to tired to cook. I miss you mum, I miss you dad, I miss you Sebastian and I miss all my beautiful friends so much.x