This project, I´ve been dying to show you ! It´s called Mirror Series,
and it is various girls behind a mirror. Thank you super girls,
I am so grateful for each and every one of you - so far !
It is a series I will continue in the future, so stay tuned ! 

Also, I´ve rebranded my company website
and logo this week, take a look at
( 20% discount on everything over the weekend)





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top / spain   pants / bikbok   choker & earrings / ebay   clutch / acne studios
fox tail / ebay   bracelet / marc jacobs   pumps / turkey

Saturday´s party outfit. Omg, I love eBay! All my chokers and most of my fashion jewelry each season is bought there, and it feels amazing to both be fab and not broke, haha. My brand new (faux) fox tail´s also from eBay, I spent about ten dollars on it (!!). As always in my black weekend suit-up, but I can feel my passion for fashion growing on me after years of absence, and that´s good news - both for me and for my followers. Those of you who follow my instagram account: I post outfit snapshots there more frequently as of now, and you can click the images for brands I´m wearing. Stay tuned ! 































Introverts heart

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I found a simpler version of an introverts heart somewhere months ago, and drew my own on the plain to France. It is a painfully and deliciously truth, and I loved making my own version of it. It is drawn by hand, with pencil and 0.5mm pen on plain paper. Speaking of projects, I´ve updated the Lookbook on my website, take a look:


In starlight

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jumpsuit / primark   purse / louis vuitton   sandals / birkenstock   sunnies / rayban

Jumpsuits are my weakness.

Both fab and comfy at the same time, and you don´t have to match it other than with accessories. Jumpsuits are my weakness - one of many in both style and in life. Here in Nice where we celebrated life in general with my soulmate Maren  and her boyfriend long into the morning hours. I felt like a star, surrounded by starlight.


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top & shorts / bikbok   purse / prada   sneakers / adidas superstar  
belt / primark   sunnies / rayban   moon necklace / arts & crafts

A couple of days ago I was in Monaco, surprisingly enough for the first time. It is the second smallest country in the world but still another country off my list, which on nineteen countries and counting! Oh my God, how I love the world. Monaco is only a short hour train ride from Cagnes sur Mer, and it was sooo worth it. 

As soon I got out of the train station, I was in love: The buildings, the structure and all the way to the docks, all melted into a view that´s hard to even imagine without seing it yourself. Monaco is divided into four quarters: Monaco Ville; the old city, La Condamine; the harbor area, Monte Carlo; most flats and the casino, and Fontvieille; a newly built part. In one afternoon we visited two out of four parts of that tiny country. We walked all the way down to the harbor and had a crépe while planning our afternoon. Our plan was originally to take the hop-on-hop-off bus which I LOVE no matter the town, but it was too expensive as to what time we had left, so we decided to walk directly to the famous Casino Monte Carlo instead.

It took some time to get up there (Monaco is a steep country, puh!). When we arrived at the place du Casino, we weren´t allowed inside as our bank cards - norwegian valid ID - was not ID enough, but had a beer out front at the Café de Paris. As two beers cost us 33 euros (!!!) we decided to wait with the food. As I looked around me, I understood how glamorous their lives is compared to ours. Before I left home I felt kinda prettied up for tourism, but when we sat there I felt horrible: everyone around me had beautiful gowns and suits, sky high heels and enough botox to kill someone. The dogs wore Louis Vuitton collars and I wouldn´t be shocked if they got their own steak for lunch. The people, their lifestyle and personal style was entertainment enough. Worth the visit itself, trust me!

From the hill we walked down Avenue de Monte-Carlo where all the designer stores are. We then took the train back, and had dinner at a delicious resturant in Vence, right by the Place de Grand Jardin where the antique marked is. Felt a little bit more like home, haha. All in all, the day was absolutely fab, and I would gladly head back any time! It is for sure an excursion you would both feel grateful and humble to have experienced. 


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top / bikbok   denim skirt / primark   necklace / bjorg jewelry
sunnies / ebay   sneakers / new balance  purse / prada

My best friend has finally come down to visit me, and we´ve spent the last three days sightseeing bigtime. It´s his first time on the French Riviera, so I´m showing him around. As I love strolling, gazing and photographing, it fits absolutely fabulous. The first day we took the bus to Cannes, and walked around town together. We (well, me mostly) started off drooling at labels in the designer street before walking around the Palais des Festivals where the famous film festival is held in the spring.

We then headed down to the docks to look at all the ridiculously fancy yachts and the stunning view from the pier into the beach. I unfortunately got stung by a bee there, and as that is my biggest pet peeve in the whole world, it was kind of chaotic there for a while. I cried and was a mess, so we walked back to find ourself a place to have dinner and some much needed alcohol. We ate tartar and salmon tartar with avocado at one of the many delicious beach bars/resturants you find on Boulevarde de la Croisette before we shared a bottle of Rosé on the beach.

The bus ride was tiresome, so we decided to take the train back instead, and then an Uber from the train station. We´ve chosen train since then, as it is by far the best way to get around the Riviera. All in all (even with the bee sting) we had an amazing day, and of course a long awaited reunion in beautiful Cannes.

Our kingdom

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The vanity table by the window looks completely different post war. The light is somehow different, like the curtains closed after our final great performance.

My rituals are the same as always. I paint away the darkness under my eyes, hide my tired skin under layers of expensive labels and contour my mask carefully on. And I can´t help but wonder: was it ever a chance of bliss? Was it ever supposed to be us? Or, was it nought but a chaotic and painfully pleasant dream, forged by promises by two lonely, stupidly naive beating hearts?

We were once great, remember? Cheered on, admired by friends and lovers alike. And me, most of all. I adored you - idolized you to be honest. We were King and Queen in our own surreal bubble of hopes and dreams, laughter and complete and total ignorance as to our surroundings.

And though the vanity table by the window looks completely different post war, and though I would rather die a hundred times over than to admit it; I can not make myself regret my decision to unconditionally, blissfully, stupidly loving you right until the very abyss of our kingdom.