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.

Simple fun

I've gotten over my boringly passive sick-leave, and am spending my free moments around much more old-school hobbies than the virtual media. I got all creative and started decorating and colouring stuff. First I doodled allover an old Ikea-box that looked kinda boring. I've had the idea many times, but I've never taken it up. Spontanious as I am, I finally did it. What do you think?

You can get these boxes in Ikea, but to make them look a bit more like yourself, try doodling on them, painting, or scrapping photos or pictures on them.

This is where it ended up.

You know that little guy you may have seen in pictures in Facebook that is franticly colouring a picture like his life depended on it, and the text says "I fuckin love colouring!!!". Well, I can vouch for that. I bought a grown-up colouring book in Sweden a few years back, and now I remembered it exists. My niece Olivia and I were colouring her table mat in a family restaurant the other day, and that's where the thought popped into my head.

Now that is a pastime you should bring back from childhood, colouring is creative, but doesn't ask too much of you. You don't need to know how to draw, you don't even need to stay inside the outlines, if you wish. It's inspiring and relaxing. And you can do it inside, when it's cold and rainy. It's even more fun when you do it with a 4-year-old. So, if you know anyone with kids, you'll most likely find the supplies at their house. Otherwise, go get yourself a book!

Jesper Waldersten's colouringbook has a filosophy, that suits kids and grown-ups. Not all princesses are perfect - this one has a stunning moustache. I've been trying different techniques. This one's with markers.

Coloured pencils.

Anton and Olivia's interpretation when they were 3 and 5.

This one i'm saving for a special occasion, it's totally my favorite!

recovery

Desperate to get to the festivities

I've spent one week in bed with the flu, looking forward to getting better and getting out of the house. The first time I actually did that, was Saturday, on the day of the German reunification. The city was so packed with people, that we saw absolutely nothing, and it was so cold, that we gave up trying. It was impossible to get to the Brandenburg Gate, where they had a concert, so we walked around Mitte for some hours, but then went home to my sister's to drink hot tea and eat chocolates. The kids and I also played a game of throwing colourful little aliens and monsters on a bunch of other little creatures.

Later that night my roommate showed me a video he had shot in the city, and we watched the concert on MTV. After all that freezing, a virtual version was good enough for me.

Laundry: scarf - a piece of wool jersey from the fabric-guy in Mauerpark, leathercoat - Bershka, jeans - Cheap Monday, rubberboots - Motivi, purse - Tommy Hilfiger.

The battlefield.

Here are the "aliens, monsters, japanese, and chinese", my nephews gogons, who are the world to him right now.

Brunching Xberg-style

Today was my second day out of the house. Learning to live again, getting back into the game. Fresh air was so fresh, dudes. We were invited to our friend Lasse's house for brunch in Kreuzberg, and that was just so simple and perfect, chill and delicious. I'm totally inspired by the streets and houses of Xberg, and stopped to take pics of every sweet detail. It's still one of the poorest parts of the city with an amazing mix of colours of the Turkish shops and markets, old bleek ugly houses and a humble, bohemian atmosphere.

It's now time to start looking for a dress for the wedding next summer, should I start here?

Walk through Kreuzberg to Mitte, signs of fall

On the way home is where the pigeons live. Can someone explain? This city witholds too many surprises.

Windy.

Engelbecken is closed for the winter. It's a really sweet little cafe by the fountains, in the summer it's just a must. They had actually taken down the whole house, how dramatic. Winter is on its way.

I absolutely love this mixture of styles, of old and new. And in the October light the houses look in a weird way what I would imagine like Miami.

PS. What do you think of the new layout? I decided to try something out, and I kinda like it, so I think I'll keep it. Or?