Sunday, 5 April 2015

Birthday Dress

This is what I wore at my brother's 18 years birthday, as I wrote about yesterday. This is a new dress and it was the first time I wore it. I love how H&M are pretty good at making super weird clothes, because they can afford to take that chance. I always pick up a lot of this stuff on the sales racks -  Apparently I want the things that no one else does. That's fine by me though, because this one is beautiful! The blazer is actually from one of my suits and comes with trousers - It was from the ASOS sales rack too ;) And dammit - I didn't even notice the collar! Typical rookie mistakes

Dress//H&M - not on sale on the website, but in selected stores
Blazer//ASOS - still on sale!
Shoes//Vagabond (not shown. mine's an older model, but these are pretty close!)

Saturday, 4 April 2015

Birthday Celebrations (and puppies)

Friday (Good Friday, Black Friday, or as we call it, The Long Friday) was one of my brothers' 18 years birthday. Around here turning 18 enables you to get your driver's license and to buy hard liquer and spirits (you can buy beer, wine etc when you're 16). When you're 18 you can vote and are considered an adult. Because of that, 18 years is usually celebrated along the lines of the American Sweet 16 and 21 years birthday - Family parties, bigger parties with friends, lots of food etc.

On the day a lot of family was visiting. I helped out with the cooking as always - that's kind of me and my dad's thing - and we had a brunch for 20 people. I didn't take only single picture, haha! Only after everything was cleared off, except for the cups.

We went outside and he opened his gifts. The cat went on an adventure and the dogs played. The black one belongs here to this house and the New Foundlander lives with my grandparents. They are both still puppies - yes, the Foundie is a 130 lbs puppy - and they have a lot of fun together,

Friday, 3 April 2015

White Shirt / Red Lips

This is such a timeless combo to me and always works to lighten your mood, if you're feeling a little bland. In this picture I'm not wearing a classic white shirt, but that would definitely be great to. This shirt has a a more "cowboy" feel to it, I think, with the flower appliqu├ęs and sheer gauze panels.

Shirt//Silence + Noise

Thursday, 2 April 2015

The Black Playsuit

I thought it was great when the whole playsuit thing reappeared a couple of years back. They are great! I'm the type of person that always wears shorts underneath dresses, because I don't want to be worrying about 'showing' all day long - I just want to be able to do whatever I like. Playsuits kind of help this case, which is great about them. This one is a little more of a night-time playsuit, because of the silky quality, lace and open neckline. If I'm wearing it during the day, I'll wear like in the photos, with a black top underneath, but in the night I'll swap that for a lacy bra and maybe a little fastener, to make sure it's not all over the place. I also love that this thing has pockets!

Playsuit//Gabriella Rocha
Necklace//Maria Black

Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Sunday, 25 January 2015

The Starfish Story

A young man is walking along the ocean and
sees a beach on which thousands and thousands
of starfish have washed ashore. Further along
he sees an old man, walking slowly and
stooping often, picking up one starfish after
another and tossing each one gently into the

“Why are you throwing starfish into the
ocean?,” he asks.

“Because the sun is up and the tide is going out
and if I don’t throw them further in they will

“But, old man, don’t you realize there are miles
and miles of beach and starfish all along it!
You can’t possibly save them all, you can’t even
save one-tenth of them. In fact, even if you
work all day, your efforts won’t make any
difference at all.”

The old man listened calmly and then bent
down to pick up another starfish and threw it
into the sea. “It made a difference to that one.”

(This is a very liberal adaption of the 1969 Loren Eiseley essay The Star Thrower)

Thursday, 22 January 2015

New Header!

Here's a couple of photos I snapped in an attempt to make a new header, that did't make it! I hope you like the new one! It's been a long time since I 'dressed up' for photos, but it was the only productive thing that happened in my life today, haha!

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Day in Life

Surely days are very different around here, especially now that I'm on vacation. This was today, and I'm planning to do more of these posts (if you like them!), and this is not going to be tomorrow, not in the slightest. I hope you enjoy reading this anyways :)

I wake up 1 minute before my alarm goes off. I’m usually not a morning person at all, but it’s one of my bad habits, that I’m trying to work on. I think getting older helps. Waking up before the alarm clock is a great feeling, and it makes me feel like this is going to be a great day!

I know I’m going to have a busy morning, so I prepared a lot of things the night before: I showered, picked out clothes, put out what I needed to make breakfast and soaked oatmeal, hemp seed, sunflower seed and sesame seed in a bowl. I cook it into oatmeal, topped with milk and butter, make coffee, get dressed and start eating my breakfast. I also pack a lunch, rye bread, two pieces with cheese and one with sausage. I don’t get to eat it, it turns out, but I’ll save it for tomorrow.

I write Wade and he is still up, which is rare at that time PST. He calls me up on Skype and we chat while I finish my breakfast. Afterwards he comes with me to the laundry room downstairs to pick up a load from last night. We continue chatting while I brush my teeth, put on makeup and pack my bag.

I hurry out the door, forgetting computer and phone chargers, hurry back and need to run to make the bus. At the station I get on the train to Aarhus. It is still dark and it is so much colder over here than in Seattle.

The train arrives and I find a nice spot. I’m lucky enough to always have free WiFi in the trains, so I spend the time reading ahead on one of our courses for next semester. I’m reading about investment theory, energy politics and energy planning. I get a couple of mails out and is satisfied with it being a pretty productive morning.

I arrive in Aarhus and walk down to Center for City Development and Mobility under the Municipality of Aarhus. My meeting is at 10.30, so I have a little time to get settled down, fix my skin that is pinkish red from the cold and get my game face on. From 10.20 till 11.40 I’m in a meeting with some really cool people, discussing possibilities for writing my bachelor’s thesis with them. I get invited to an innovation workshop in February, and it is generally a really great meeting. Afterwards I walk towards the city center, originally looking for a cup of coffee.

In Quartier Latin I decide to go try on suits instead of drinking coffee. I need a great suit for some professional functions, but it is next to impossible to find something that is both suitable, of high quality and reasonable affordable. I was trying to take advantage of the January sales, but a lot of the co-ords are missing one part or they simple doesn't suit me, no pun intended. After a couple of hours I give up, thinking positively that at least I now know much more specifically what I like and what looks good on my body shape.

I settle down in a coffee shop in central Aarhus and was all of a sudden reminded why I didn’t use to drink store bought coffee in Denmark. Crazy prices! I pack out all my gear, persuades someone into sharing their charger outlet with me and start working. I teach high school/pre-university and want to incorporate some of the stuff I've learned in Seattle in my material. Some of my theories also need to be revamped, to make it a bit more relateable and lighter to that particular age group. I spend some really concentrated hours on it, and almost finish.

It is morning in Seattle and Wade is up. He calls me, and while we can’t video chat in a coffee shop, it is noisy enough everywhere else that I feel OK talking on the phone. I tell him about my meeting, and he tells me about what he did last night and his plans for today. Right now we talk a lot, and I’m not sure how and where it will find a level once we settle a bit more and I get back in school. I do enjoy it so far, though. My dad calls me while we’re on the phone, to tell me he’ll pick me up in an hour.

My dad picks me up and we drive towards Randers, where he lives with his wife and ¾ of my siblings. I talk to him about some concerns about my bachelor thesis and my meeting earlier. He has always been super helpful when I needed to discuss things like that and get someone else’s opinion on different things. I appreciate that so much! We talk about his work day and he mentions that we need to go pick up the other car, since his wife had a flat in it earlier.

We arrive in Randers, say hi to everyone, pick up tools and head out to pick up the other car. I never learned how to change a tire, so I get to do it this time. It’s pretty easy on a Citroen though, since it can lift itself! We drive the cars back home, where dinner is on the table. Usually my dad or one of the kids cook, but tonight his wife did. We have white fish with fennel, potatoes, onions and a tomato salad. Afterwards we clean up, I answer a couple of emails and browses the internet.

Everyone is back inside to watch a television show/documentary on the national channel. It is hilarious and everyone is having fun watching it. My train is at 21.20, so afterwards my dad drives me to the train station.
I get at good spot in the train, and works on this blog post, mentally preparing to walk back home when I arrive. I have a great bike here, but I don’t have any lights on it right now, so I need to fix that as soon as possible.

I arrive back home after a long day. I didn't have time to clean everything up this morning, so I’m doing my morning cleaning now and also soaking my porridge bowl. I very loosely follow FlyLady, and make sure to Swish and Swipe every morning and Shine my Sink every evening. I snap a couple of photos for this post, look over my continued to-do list, mentally thinking about what I want to accomplish tomorrow, refill my water bottle and crawl underneath the covers. I edit the photos and finish writing this post. The cat joins me – she doesn't like me being gone a full day – and we watch Bones, while trying not to let my imagination run off. It's very soon bedtime, so that we can get ready for a new day.