Jeg hadde på meg klær i Syden.

Viva la sommer.

Sitter på jobb med reisefeber og drømmer om varmt gress, rutete piknikteppe, røde lepper og prikkete bikini.

Jogging, romantisk røyksug og potensielle hengepupper.

Ganske brått har lysten til å bruke beina til å løpe med samt de romantiske forestillingene jeg hadde om røyking vokst seg like sterke. Samtidig. En noe besynderlig kombinasjon selvfølgelig. Velger å gå for planen om å løpe fast tre ganger i uka før jeg eventuellt plukker opp de fransk-romantiske sigarettene uten dårlig samvittighet igjen. Med så mye fysisk aktivitet er derimot faren for hengepupper overhengende, noe som gjør at jeg må være god til å stappe i meg akkurat passe mye fløte, cupcakes og annet snadder parallellt med løpinga sånn at puppene beholder litt av spjongen. Jeg er 25 goddamnit. Gidder ikke gymme meg langt ned i hengepuppeland riktig enda.

Leser "What I talk about when I talk about running" av Haruki Murakami og hans poetiske tilnærming til løpinga er det som virkelig har gitt meg blod på tann. Dessuten har vi jo et vidunder av en hund som må luftes hver dag, hvilket også gjør joggingen lettere tilgjengelig da jeg daglig er ute på turer der jeg bruker beina mine. Utfordringen nå er å få opp tempoet litt. Litt mer sprett, noe mer bounce og en lydig hund på fot. Dessuten skal jeg jogge med røde lepper for å trasse inn litt glamour i blodslitet. Kan oppleves i levende live annenhver morgen oppover Akerselva fra Sagene i sjutida.

Landet som heter Syden.

Brukte gårsdagen på å pakke til den eminente charterferien vi reiser på i morgen tidlig. Da jeg har vokst opp i en familie som har foretrukket å følge landeveiene i Europa mot Italia i hjemmesnekrede campingbiler fremfor å sette seg på et fly med et bestilt hotell som venter, er jeg spent på hva som venter meg på kanariøyenes hovedstad, Playa del Ingles. Planen er i allefall at vi skal bade, danse, drikke, spise, løpe og varme oss en hel uke. Feriegarderoben skal selvsagt behørlig dokumenteres, men her har dere et lite utvalg av hva jeg har plukket med meg. Det er først og fremst de blomstrete, prikkete og mønstrete kjolene og skjørtene som en uke fram i tid skal få svinge seg nedover playaen. Langt vekk fra vintermørket og de sorte lange trøyene jeg har gjemt meg i gjennom hele vinteren.

Denne gangen på norsk.

Fortsetter der jeg slapp, denne gangen på norsk.

Finally.

I got a new camera, wich means I am yet again blogger ready, and new hair. My hair is now saluting both the silent screen godesses of the thirties and the smoky sirens of the fifties. Thanks to Peter at Toni and Guy in Oslo I got the hair I wanted.



And in preparation for the upcoming season. Let there be noted that few have ever been more stylish than N sync in the midnineties.

Prada stir things up.

For fall 07 Prada wants us to play with fabrics and textures. I am in love with the ugliness of it, my intuitive gut feeling to choose something else, but the same feeling makes me look twice. No rock chic bohemian in sight, and I am delighted. The shape is fresh and the beltet waists is nowhere to be seen. I love both the eyeliner and the belt in the hair, the shape of the silhouette, the fabrics that reminds me of my late grandmother, but my favourite by far is the stockings/leggings with the open toe shoes. I love Prada and due to the cold norwegian fall, I will start wearing stockings/leggings like these immediately. The accsessoire intended for fall makes us scandinavians look great even this early summer, by giving us exellent reason for keeping warm on these early and quite chilly summer nights.

Outfit tuesday 23.05.07 : Gymming.

Obviously when I work out, my shoes glow in the dark. The fannypack is by Vivienne Westwood, the tights from Indiska, the shiny hood from HM, the hair is big and the fluorescent shoes are my favourite Nike Air Max.

Outfit monday 14.05.07: Give me some of that dry cotton with the refreshingly nineties pattern.

Remember that dry cotton knitted sweaters you had when you were younger? The ones with yarn that separate into small threads if you tuck it or look at it too closely? The sweaters with cotton that feels dry on your fingertips when you pull it over your head in the morning and makes them even dryer when you frequently touch it during the day? Put them back on. They rule.

Outfit monday morning 14.05.07: Love those Nike Air Max.

All of this weekends stylishness was well documented on a camera without the memory card in it. Being that my display is ruined as well, I wasn't able to see it before I sat down yesterday to transfer the pictures and then realised that the card was not there. Good thing my lovely Nike Air Max bounced me well of to work this morning. The rain was pouring but I hardly noticed.

Big ups to miss Allen.

As for the launch of both Lily Allen and Kate Moss celebrity lines, Moss for Top Shop and Allen for new look, the competition is by far won in the favour of miss Allen. The dresses are funky yet girlish, inspired by her own dresscollection wich consists of over 300 dresses. Give me the keys to her closet and check out her great collection at www.newlook.co.uk.

Outfit thursday 11.05.07: Tuck it in.

I tucked my blouse in and look kind of square, still love both the blouse and the shorts.



As for the other accessories, add a leather jacket with semi puffy sleeves, a big scarf, one large adidas backpack and a shopping net with polkadots.

Outfit thursday night 03.05.07: Nightgown.

I somtimes look stylish when I sleep. The nightgown is second hand and my lips were painted a bright fuschia.

Outfit monday evening 30.04.07: Celebrating the upcoming Labour day.

Dress from Buenos Aires and a patent leather clutch bought at Tonica set the tone for the evening. The red rubber band I at one point kept my bangs from my face with is an old one, and kept coming on and of throughout the night. Bangs or no bangs seemed to be my personal hairdilemma through out the party. As I soon realised there is no dancing like dancing in a dress with latin origin, so arriving at the club I quickly forgot about the bangs and danced the night away.

Outfit wednesday 02.05.07 : Blue jeans.

When the weather is hot, wear aquatic colours. Blue jeans, buttoned purple singlet, blue cardigan and large purple sequin earrings. Cooling of simply by the colour of my clothes. Love the sunglasses from HM.

Nice shoulders.

Fendi did these shoulders, and I am amused. I like them, and would surely like the dress as well. Word on the street is that both Prada and Fendi are looking for a place to open up in Oslo, and apparently they are just now fighting over the same location. I put my money on Prada, which I would prefer over Fendi any day. Even though the shoulders are sweet and the dress funky. Pass me the satin turban.

Norwegian streetstyle bore me to death.

I look boring. Everyone else look boring. I'm tired of the streets and how Oslo dresses.Take a look at facehunter.blogspot.com instead, his recent posts from London makes me wanna jump a plane immediatly.

Outfit tuesday 01.05.07 : Oversized blouse.

When really hung over you wear oversized blouses in bright clear colours and light fabrics, preferably one inherited from one of your friends grandmother. Let your hair rund wild and free, read: large, so that the most of your tired face is cleverly hidden through the strategy of distraction. Look at the hair. Not the face.

Outfit sunday 29.04.07: Sweater.

When bussing about you wear comfortable clothes. The sweater is from a flea market, the jeans are from Levis, the purse used to belong to Andrea Zuckermann and the scarf is for protection, quite consistant of keeping the germs out of my fresh throat.

New blouse.

Also bought a funky yet corporate blouse today. Good with heels in a buisness meeting, good with my freshly cut Acne jeans, which now work as shorts, in the park on a hot sunny day.