zaraAs some of you might’ve started to suspect, I’ve been falling in love with Zara during the last couple of months. (Guess where most of the things on my wish-list are from)  Yes, most of the time the clothes hang a little weird on my body ( They seem to think that every woman is a glamazon – Thin, athletic and freakishly tall), but I can’t help absolutely adoring the simple design.

Being a little price-y, for me at least, I try to grasp the opportunity of commercialism and consumerism that has become Christmas – Not that it’s anything wrong with that. It’s a time to give and receive, and we can try to deny it, but it actually does bring joy. I might be wishing for Zara clothes and over-priced cushions, but it’s not about the price – It’s about the thought behind the gift. And to be fair, since I can’t understand myself – how will others be able to understand me?


Just things


I know that I haven’ really been on top of things lately, my focus has been elsewhere and alas; The blog has been suffering. To tell the truth, things will probably not change any time soon – With school, work, my application for University and my (pathetic) attempt to have a social life I don’t really have time to fit the blog in between. One part of the problem is the fact that I haven’t got any time to take photos, so for now you’ll have to live with my collaging-skils and words.

Everyday Luxury

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Sometimes I just need a nice lunch and some time-off, listening to good music and getting some assignments done. You know, everyday luxury. When those days happen, I’ve got ridiculous cravings for Vidgårda’s hamburgers (the cheddar&bacon one). For 70 kr, the hamburger and fries (fit for a god, it’s like eating crispy greatness) are worth it.

Besides that I’ve gone about my day as usual. To night it’s just me and my sister, so we’ll probably eat sushi and watch Netflix… I wouldn’t want to spend my thursday evening any other way!

Sunday Evening

So, my family might not be the very elite of culture devoted people. We prefer the history museums to the arts-y ones, and would probably chose a stroll in the park before a night at the opera. But, from time to time we enjoy to be fed what we would otherwise acknowledge as pretentious. So, last night we visited the Photographic museum of Stockholm.Processed with VSCOcam with a6 presetWe strolled around looking at black-and-white melancholic photos, silently whispering. I can’t help but feel out of place when visiting establishments like that, as if I’ll do something wrong any minute. I guess part of it is because I don’t understand it. Art is subjective, and to be honest what is mostly regarded as ”art” in the photography world doesn’t speak to me as it seems to speak to others.Processed with VSCOcam with hb2 presetI have to be honest with you; It wasn’t actually the museum or the exhibitions that called to us – It was the food. My family is devoted foodies, so the chance to try out a newly opened (or in this case re-done) restaurant is always exciting. If you’re ever in Stockholm, I would recommend it. It’s a great concept (the greens are in the center of attention for once, not the protein) and a great environment; Rustic, but industrialized – And let’s not forget that the Photographic museum has one of the best views of Stockholm.

What have you been doing during the weekend?