I have been in Sweden now for one year and not having a lot to say on the matter just yet (because I’m terribly busy) but wanting to make an entry to commemorate these glorious times, here it is:

“Sweden is a pretty great country full of strange and mysterious things like pickled herring and the word ‘jätte.’ Swedes do not differentiate between ‘octopus’ and ‘squid’ and they use sand to battle ice in the winter which doesn’t work very well. I like it very much here but mostly because there are so many birds that I can feed with bits of bread.”

Yesterday, Marie and Peter came to peer at our new apartment and they brought a myriad of flowery plants which is very nice because one can never have enough green, growing things on their balcony and in the windows.

Afterwards, Cal and I ran into town, flailing our arms, because we were super hungry for Greek food. Thirty minutes of Greek food later, we failed to buy gold spray paint and met up with Fredrik because we had had a great idea two days ago: a laser war!

Someone decided that perhaps three people wasn’t enough for a laser war team and so we sent out text messages to everyone, but mostly people were sleeping, so the only person to really respond happily was David. He took longer than we thought he would to get to us so Fredrik and I played racing games dated from 1994. Look at how happy I am because I’m beating him!

Playing laser wars was pretty excellent indeed and we got to shoot a lot of small children and teenagers, although during the second game, I forgot that we had switched team colours and was shooting my teammates all over the place. My bad, David and tiny kid.

Below is a photo of us after the first game - minus Cal being a photographer - where I am hoarding bottles of water, Fredrik looks shocked, and David is studying his scores.

Later, Fredrik had to rush to his train back to Uppsala and then it started raining on us, so David, Cal, and I ducked into Café Bolero and spent an hour or so chatting, sipping coffee, and occasionally making bets on when the dodgy couple in the strangely dark corner would just get it over with already and have sexual relations.

Eventually, we ourselves headed home, sat next to a drunk man on the train who was talking about shoes (?), decided to stand somewhere else in the train eventually, and well, I took a bath when we got home and pretended to fight krakens whilst singing Regina Spektor songs under water. I do love having a bath.

I would like to go to Berlin just to peek into this store and see what kind of exalting magic lies within.

Wunderkind is all of my favourite things wrapped into one label: the usage of my most favourite colours, the patterns, the fabrics, the cuts, the interesting details, and the eccentricity. It’s both modern and antique. Remarkably inspiring, really.

I especially love the collection for autumn, that is, looks 1, 3, and 4 that I’ve posted above. You can view the entire collection here. I think of two things when viewing the designs: magical forests and Aztec culture. What about you?

Also, we’re about to launch the first version of the new blog design. Yeah, there’s a second version. Stay tuned, more to come, et cetera.