Friday, October 24, 2014

Materialistic wishes

I usually try to stick to the concept that I already have all I need and want. And it's true. But I'm human and this is what I currently wish for:

1. More sweaters. I'd like to roam the streets all sparkly. 


2. Coats. 1 rainproof coat for walking across the bridge in heavy downpour like I did two days ago. I arrived happy but soaked and cold. A better coat would solve that. Any of you try this?


Also: Need a great regular coat. Here's one of the best coats I've had, sadly I wore it to pieces.

Also LOVE my red coat that I appropriated from my mamacita. Wore it to my wedding. Oh how handsome is Anders here? 


What coats are you wearing this upcoming cold season? Or, if you're in different parts of the world like Australia - what did you wear?

3. Boots. Eternal quest, like coat quest. 

4. Pants. These are topping my wishlish. I have them in the shorter version, live in them. Best pants ever. Try for yourself. 


And a blouse or two. Then I'm set. Really set. 



Tuesday, October 21, 2014

My brother and I - then and now



BJÖRN, one of the very best people that's ever happened to me. 
Actually, that's ever happened to THE WORLD. You can quote me on that.


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Counterproductive advertising



I have a big problem with this ad. I find it xenophobic and islamophobic. Carrie Mathis like innocent little red riding hood in a sea of faceless,niqab wearing women. This ad makes me so not want to watch the series.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Readers who've been with me for a while


Have been blogging for almost 10 years. 
Some readers might even remember when Vanja looked as above.

Instead of as these days, below:


Wednesday, October 1, 2014

When art speaks to me


"Seriously, how stylish is this man?!!? Matching those fierce pants with just a sneak peek up around the collar. Could care less about the print his holding. I want to get into those pants, pronto."

There are days when I really miss the fine art of letter writing


can your e-mail do this?

Angelina, is that you, 2000 years ago?


Boston

Boston is a city so academic that they have Foucault graffiti. 



A bit easier to read below
 (but with somewhat less impact than when written in chalk all over concrete wall):




BEST THING ABOUT THIS BLOG


Anders and I went to Boston, more on that later. Cause know what happened in Boston? I met Jennifer, a longtime reader of this blog.

I use blogging as some kind of creative outlet, to practice my English, share pics and experiences and just vent. The unforeseen reward of all that is meeting people like Jennifer. She's smart, insightful, emphatic and funny and though we met for the first time ever, I felt I knew her from somewhere.

I have the best readers ever.

happy greetings
-e

So we went to a medieval festival where Niki was the star!





Tuesday, September 30, 2014

New to the US

There are many things that baffle a non-American when arriving here. Like all the adult people carrying beverages AT ALL TIMES, the affinity for baseball caps, the size of your food servings and the prevalent notion that fries go with everything.

But the number one question remains:
Why is there SO MUCH water in your toilet bowls?

Saturday, September 27, 2014

NYC, enough with the grown-up sippy cups

There must be an amendment in the American legislation that safeguards the right to bear a to-go cup of beverage at every instance of your life.

As leaders talked about the sacrifices we will all have to make to help the environment, this is such a minor sacrifice I don't understand why it hasn't already been made a legal issue.

I know Bloomberg tried to fight the sugared drinks but take it further. Drink your coffee at home or use a container that can be reused, not thrown away.

Swedish traditions

Largely secular and sadly devoid of traditions, Swedes celebrate easter, Valpurgis, Midsummer, All saints eve, Saint Lucias day and Christmas. That's pretty much it.

But know what tradition we have that you might not have in your country?
We have the proud tradition of dropping your pacifiers off at the kittens at zoo once you quit using pacifiers.
It's just done.

I'll go to Skansen when I visit Sweden week after next. I'll show you proof. It's a fine tradition, we're proud of it. Not sure what the kitten think?

But what's your tradition when it comes to such an important rite of passage as quitting the pacis?