all i want for christmas...eggcups!

clockwise: bison muhs home west elm domayne lem lem 

song of the moment

Listening to this song all the time on triplej. It's a goodie.

our nest

The moodboard and plan that I did all those months ago when home was all about dreams of the future. This is just me being melancholy, but not everything has turned out the way we planned. Our budget is straining, my husband wants more colour everywhere and leaves his stuff strewn around. Working from home used to be a lovely thought, but now that I'm actually doing it, it's only made me even more aware of my environment and all the things which need to be done to make it actually feel like home.

But I'm still so grateful that we found this place so quickly and that it lies perfectly in between my uni and the city. Now, my aim is to get out more and experience more of beautiful Sydney. That's usually the answer. Something to do with outside-inside and going to the opposite to find what you need.

Skor och solnedgångar

just found the loveliest pair of (marni) shoes on lulu and your mom. oh the colours. i don't think i'll ever get tired of them.

also, this dress. how very ballerina-y.

sunsets from the window of my new room. never tire of looking at these either. somehow started a peculiar comment war on facebook involving mariah carey in a threesome with 2 guys.

tomorrow will brave the stampede of stockholmers shopping in the city to revisit today's op shop, buy some ribbon to lace up my oxford heels and thread through my lattice belt, and try on the ever-so-slightly out there clothes from american apparel. see-thru shirt. black bodysuit with white front zipper. also a cardigan {not grey}. floral tights. jumpsuit. spring jacket. maybe from h&m or gina tricot or topshop.

then it's off to östermalm for the weekly robinson ritual. cheap drinks. not going out after. will leave passport at home so as not to be enticed whilst giggling from white wine. hopefully will have clean clothes by then too.

Books books books

wish i could capture the smell of old books in here. that's the best thing about them. but elinor and i stumbled upon a second-hand bookstore in the heart of stockholm last week. i'd been past it before, but hadn't thought anything of it. it was gloriously delightful inside. and the perfect mixture of pocket-sized penguin novels, beautifully illustrated children's books and ancient leather-bound Bibles. 

Walking on a dream, how can I explain?

sunshine today. finally. snow snow snow on the ground. rather long bus journey home after viewing new accommodation. gorgeous scenery utterly made up for it though.

i think i could live here. with the snow. long sunsets. exhilirating air that makes me feel healthy. lovely homemade-tasting bread from the supermarket. pretty pretty houses of yellow and red and white. 

Mood board for MTV billboard