Organic moments in down-town Helsinki

On my short trip to Helsinki I noticed a cute old-style organic food store in Lasipalatsi. I went to get dad some treats for father's day. Even the personnel was adorable and told me about their suppliers. There's a lady who sends them freshly baked Karelian pasties from eastern Finland every morning by bus. Isn't that the best story ever? I wanna be that lady!

On Saturday morning I had a surprise visit from sweetie darlings Tiia and Tuomas from Lahti. We went to get some vintage-clothes from UFF that has 1 euro-days twice a year. Of course all they had left was XXL-leather coats and commercial t-shirts from Finnish telephone companies, but we made some funny bargains. The I took them for toasts and coffee in Corona bar, one of my favorites in Helsinki. They totally fell in love with the toasts and Johnny Cash playing in the background.

Tiia found this AWESOME shirt for 1 euro in UFF. So jealous:

This time I remebered to go buy some Finnish food that I know I always miss when I'm living abroad. And I got a LITTLE carried away. I brought Rene, my sis, some friends and myself shit-loads of chocolates, liquorice, rye bread, pea soup and christmas things, like ginger bread cookie dough, cookies, plum jam and 'glögi' (a hot juice you can mix with red wine/spirits).

I also bought my first audio-book ever, of a book from Jouni Hynynen, a Finnish rocker, read by himself on his soothing voice:

I've had a craving for Weetabix for like 2 years already, but I've forgotten to get them.

Dad gave me some self picked mushrooms from our summer house.

Still the best way to spend a Sunday

Fall is clearly here, but it doesn't keep the people away from my favorite Sunday spot - Mauerpark. We went there again this cold and rainy Sunday to show the place to our weekend visitors, Azu and Martin, from Stockholm and Tokyo. This time I wasn't selling buns, because I had seen the weather forecast. But the feisty park dwellers and karaoke listeners convinced me to go again next week, with a big thermos full of hot chocolate and warm gloves.

In the flea market the cold was making some people desperate and creative:

People still want their food, this time just hotter. So I'll be there with my business hunch next weekend. Loving the layout of this soup & toastie-shop:

What you don't get from Mauerpark, you don't need. Boobs?:

Sunday's laundry:
Coat - Bershka
hoodie - Marc o polo
dress - H&M
jeans - Cheap Monday
boots - vintage from Mauerpark
gloves - Ginatricot
scarf - I should start wearing other scarves, man
necklace - Youth vs. Future

The evening went on on Oderberger Strasse, where the cafés are cosy and warm. We had some toasted panini and schnitzel in Entweder Oder (second and third pic below).

Yum.

so many shoes, so little space

Now that I'm well and working again, I really don't have much time to do anything else as getting dressed. When I was on sick-leave, I didn't even bother to do that, so that may explain the long gap between posts. I'm still sorry for that, but I looked so repulsive, that if I'd taken photos they could only be published in Vice Magazine (- which I love. But seriously, they had an article about a guy experimenting on not using the bathroom for weeks). My roommate suggested I make a blog about my flu. When I was cooking and keeping my nose from running into the food, I had to stick toiletpaper into my nostrils. Let me know, until next time, if you wanna see that.

Here's a bunch of stuff I've been wearing to work:

dress: Ginatricot
top: too embarrassing to tell
leggins: vintage from Kopernikusstrasse
purse: Steve Madden
shoes: Bianco

cardigan: Pull & Bear
top: Only
skirt: H&M
leggins: H&M
shoes: Onitsuka Tiger
belt: Motivi
ring: Bijou Brigitte
scarf: self-made, fabric from Mauerpark

scarf: I think Jack & Jones, if I remember correcly
jacket: Bershka
tee: Drop Dead
top: Ginatricot
jeans: Cheap Monday
shoes: Converse

Fall cleaning
I've told you earlier about our blissful living arrangement, where two couples share an apartment, play games and get drunk together, and it all works perfectly. Well, it's still working really well, so no dramatic scoops there. We did have a big cleaning discussion with 'the whole family', though, so we could all be on the same track, and keep living as happily together. After agreeing which colored sponge is for the toilet and which for the sink, we discovered a problem: I have too much shoes. And they're all over the place. Here they are.

dirty trainers.
From (left to right): Converse, Onitsuka Tiger, Adidas (vintage), Kowalski and Hummel.

Some of Rene's dirty trainers aswell.
From: Converse, New Balance and somewhere in Mexico.

We love trainers, you get it. These new clean shiny luvvy Nike-trainers I bought from work for 17,50 with personnel discount!!! AAAAAW!

These Onitsuka-babies are also from work, got them as a birthday present from my colleagues! OMG!!

Some more ladylike ones for when ever I feel like a lady.
From: Ed Hardy (up left), Bianco, some Turkish shop on Karl-Marx Strasse, Cheapo Shoes, Buffalo and some shop on Freda, Helsinki.

Boots! I love the rubber ones, they're so practical and cool too! I just remembered I have a bunch more in the basement...
From (left to right): Motivi, Mauerpark, Motivi.

And there's so much more... do you have any tips on how to contain all this? Cos all the cabinets in Ikea can't.

Side note: Most women seem to think they have a shoe fetish. Every celebrity on MTV Cribs, Carrie Bradshaw, and everyone who wants to be like them. It's IN to have a sick obsession on shoes. Right? When you ask a woman, if they have any vices, they usually say (as if it was embarrassing), "I must admit, I buy too many shoes." Well, I personally don't think I have a shoe fetish any more than a fetish to any other pretty item. (Sometimes I impulsively buy 3 winter coats but then I compensate it by buying 5 bags in a row.) I probably don't have as many shoes as most fashion bloggers. I just just have too many for this house.

PS. If you're intrested in another accessory-post of mine about rings, you can find it here.