Archive for May, 2010

May 19, 2010

waka waka

So I did a variation of the waka waka yesterday. 55min of jumping up and down, throwing my arms around and shaking my tushy was quite exhausting to say the least. Still, I managed to squeeze in an hour of yoga between the hard-core activity and my collapsing onto my cosy bed at a decent hour. I deserve a pat on the shoulder.

Here are some kids that deserve more than that.

I think I just got served.

May 17, 2010

mein liebe hair

I’m slightly obsessed with my hair. Ever since I first chopped my long hair for a Halloween party with FAME as a theme in 2007 (I was supposed to do Rihanna from the Umbrella video) it’s just gotten shorter and shorter. I’ve had all sorts of short hairstyles by now. Page, bob, asymmetrical page, asymmetrical bob, undercut, hawkie, shroom and then some. I just have an obsession with going to the hairdresser and feeling like a bran new person every time I come out of there. I just haven’t shaved it all off yet. Which I won’t. I think.

Anyway. Yesterday I went to my personal maintenance hairdresser (my cousin Ivonne) to trim it up. I’m currently sporting 5mm short sides and my longest strand of hair (strategically placed at the top of my head) is possibly around 15cm long. I’m doing another version of the hawkie. I’m taking it one step further than the undercut.


Screw Cassie and Alice Dellal. Actually, no, I adore Dellal, she works this look. But I’m planning to channel Sonya Tayeh. Kind of.


So my hair has an aim, and will hopefully stick with it ’til it’s achieved. I’ll keep you posted with the developments.

How important is hair to you?

May 15, 2010

humor me

We’re making a quick stop at the super, getting some goodies and definitely not staying away from that bag of chips tonight. We’re watching Miyazaki loveliness and also possibly one of the (very few) reasons you might want to learn Swedish:

Ye…N…Wha… Shit!

May 15, 2010

dead and gone

I can’t find my phone. And I overslept. Can’t call it either because it’s dead somewhere. Went to sleep with the battery on megalow, so it probably passed away during the night. I’m pretty sure I was sleeping on the couch at some point, but somehow woke up in mami’s bed. Which makes perfect sense, of course… I’ll just have to trace my sleepy steps eventually.

Oh, by the way, if you have a Swedish person around, I suggest you make them very happy on Swedish National day June 6th.

May 14, 2010


So I’m a tv-narc. Kind of.

I haven’t actually watched TV since we moved away from our pretty central apartment in 2005. Our new house didn’t come with cable and with the death of dial-ups modems (I know, that was a long time ago), the constant development of faster wi-fi and everyone in the household owning a computer we all kind of forgot the importance of TV anyway. In stead we downloaded (I believe it wasn’t officially illegal back then) and nowadays we just stream. God I love streaming.

As many of my fellow tv-narcs may know, it’s that time of year now. When we say our heartfelt goodbyes to this past season of intrigues, action, madness, drama or whatever. It’s the last couple of weeks of drooling over the hotties, hating on the idiots, laughing at our cuties… and it’s time to get pushed off a cliff, and just hang there until fall is around the corner again.

Shows on my streaming list (I blame the availability of some, really)
Gossip Girl
Desperate Housewives
Vampire Diaries
America’s Next Top Model
Grey’s Anatomy
Family Guy

And now, since I’m lazy and didn’t cope well with the being out and about for long, I’m just going to kick back with a box of tissues (not ill… cough), try not to open that big bag of chips lying in the cupboard and watch the latest of the latest with pup snoring in the background. Oh and by the way, have you not heard?

It was my understanding that everyone had heard… that this is epically HIGHlarious.

May 14, 2010

a high five and a falafel

might be just what you get when you come to my hometown Malmö.

Yes, mimes are up there with clowns and very small spaces with four walls when it comes to my fears. It was deeply disturbing for me to watch this video. But Timbuktu still says it’s “Somebody else’s problem” (Nån annans problem).

Hey, thanks for the coffee.

and now we’re off to Malmö, we’re off to Malmöööööö.

May 14, 2010

spring fever

So I’ve decided I’m well today. Nevermind the snot and the coughs. I went on a long walk with my pup and inhaled plenty of fresh air whilst I exhaled all that illness. Can’t help to think that if I was in China I’d be tossed in somewhere by some health government and be given the ultimatum between looking like a cool surgeon or stay at home with my germs until they die. Sure, I could put on the mask here too (I actually brought some home, TEE HEE) but that would probably cause a stir. Then you would actually see that I’m ill. I mean, as long as you don’t acknowledge it, you’re not really. You’ve just caught a light cold. Or perhaps it’s all the blossoms tugging at your pollen allergy. What blossoms, you may ask? Well. Maybe the ones that haven’t died from this lovely, cosy “spring” (+8 FTW) have it in for me. I don’t know.

Whatever. I’m going out there. A cold-carrier undercover. Looking just like any of you. I’ll hold my coughs, I’ll sneeze in a tissue, I’ll wipe my nose clean and do some silly “Bewitched”-thing with it so it looks cute, and not snotty. So there you go life.
In sickness or in health, ’til death do us part.

The loss of my charger has increased my abuse of Picnik as well as the recycling of old pictures. For better or for worse?

May 14, 2010

pretty tough

When I was a kid I wanted to be a tough prima ballerina.

That was a lie. But I do now!


May 13, 2010

dreaming of modelland

I will be going to bed tonight and have a hard time falling asleep. Not just because I’m super excited, but I will also be thinking long and hard about whether this is for real.

Modelland. Seriously?

Image from

Clearly it’s not enough to be a supermodel/talk show host/actress/reality TV star/executive producer…

May 13, 2010

i’ll tell you a secret

A SO lovely, beautiful-eyed, “Hawaiian”, head-scratching, adventurous, Chinese National Day-loving, adorable, banana plant-adoring, crazy, elbow-biting, loving, hilarious, Judy-quoting, fabulous, partner-in-crime and marvelous secret.

Bringing the very best moods of Norway, I give you …

Together we toured Guangdong, rocked a typhoon, got soaked in the pouring rain, discussed spit-drinking, rode rollercoasters in Ocean Park, practised our Danish language skills, danced on leaning streets in HK, got down with THE BAAAND, taught Chocolee some cool Scandinavian stuff, sarged, pissed ourselves laughing and then some…

Two months of crazyness account for endless stories and nostalgia trips and now we shall add another couple of days to the pile of nuts. Because there will be nutcases! Walnuts, nutella and coconuts (sans the casualties!)

We bring you little monkeys nuts, but not lost…


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