Shoes by Swedish Hasbeens
Shoes by Swedish Hasbeens
These lovely wood + leather combinations now belong to me, made by Swedish Hasbeens, and bought yesterday from Tjallamalla. I have a lot of shoes.

Blister stripes!
Blister stripes!
I finally wore my brilliant Dinsko sandals today and I thought the blister patterns they made were very nice and funny (although brilliantly painful). Check out my feet stripes. I am a zebra. Should I wear socks with sandals? Cheers.
We're moving in early!
We're moving in early!
It’s spring time here in Sweden. The snow and cold wind disappeared almost as abruptly as it began and everything became green in the last week. When spring occurs, Swedes come out of their houses, take off their thick black coats and sit on any available piece of grass to soak in the warmth of sunshine. It’s just as funny as it was last year when I first arrived but I now take part in the grass-sitting-warmth-gathering ventures myself.
Carl Johan and I have been quite busy - which explains my long absence - what with our responsible adult mannerisms and our adventure into apartment ownership, oh, and packing boxes. It’s super different from moving anywhere else that I know of but more on that some other time. We are moving in one day earlier than previously planned: the thirty-first of May. Mark that day in your calendars, friends, because after that date, you are quite welcome to visit for cake, with cake, or without any intentions to eat cake at all!
O. & C. are moving to Söderby Park!
O. & C. are moving to Söderby Park!
Remember this post where I wrote about an old sanatorium that was turned into gorgeous apartments with high ceilings, beautiful windows, and balconies…?
If you do remember, Carl Johan and I were quite happy with the looks of things there and so on June 1, 2010 we will be moving in! In celebration of that, I wanted to post some of my favourite interior design inspiration photographs taken from here and there and who knows where.





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Photographs from film
Valborg, a night of unusually large fires
Valborg, a night of unusually large fires
Last night, Carl Johan and I grabbed the train to Mariefred to celebrate Valborg.
In Sweden, Valborg is a public holiday that occurs every April 30th, which means only half a day of work! It’s also a holiday that has different meanings for different parts of the country so it’s hard to know what’s going on. Most people seem to use it as an excuse to grill food, loiter in parks, and light large bonfires at night - a celebration that spring is finally here.
Historically, the Valborg tradition is commonly associated with the feast of Anglo-German Saint Walpurgis. She was canonized on the first of May - around the same time that Scandinavians celebrated the return of spring, the end of snow, the worshiping rituals of fertility associated with spring and of course, lighting bonfires to send evil spirits away.
After Christianity spread and Scandinavians became converts, and since the time of year was the same, the Pagan and Christian celebrations became mixed together and resulted in the Walpurgis Night holiday, or Valborgsmässoafton, that we’re celebrating now, which coincidentally coincides with May Day to make an extra-festive weekend.
This year, we celebrated with grilled sausages, potatoes, and halloumi cheese wrapped in bacon and then the bonfire you see in the photographs above.
Cheers, Walpurgis, well done.
Wake up, Ekbacken!
A post about people and being busy
A post about people and being busy
On Saturday, Carl Johan and I booked a flight for Wiltcie so that he can come to Sweden in the summer and visit and eat korv. He’ll be arriving June 16 and leaving on July 8. Be excited!
On Sunday, we celebrated Fredrik Wärngård’s birthday in a very quiet and polite manner which included but was not limited to saffron ice cream, artsy conventions, coffee, and too-dry cigars. He is now a very old man.
On Monday, Cal had a meeting about house things - and I want to add the word haberdashery to this paragraph although it hasn’t anything to do with the topic really - and so we are pretty occupied with things of that nature and also excited. The place we like is still available; perhaps we’ll have a small place with enormous windows after all.
And yesterday, after leaving class, I was slightly kidnapped by Anders Häger Jönson and Carl Johan where I was then made to have lunch. We ate falafel and discussed the usual important puzzle pieces of culture until it was time for me to go and help Johannes get his store back in order after a stampede of Gothic Lolitas had their way with his store on Sunday. Seriously, a stampede.
And now I must go back to Tokyo Stop and help because it’s brilliant fun.
Fredag också!
Fredag också!
Yesterday, after I was out of class, Carl Johan and I met for lunch at a vegetarian restaurant called Hermans. It was delicious. That’s all I have to say about that.
Afterwards, we went shopping where I discovered that we must be in the middle of the great Stockholm Sock Shortage. Socks are very hard to find in this day and age. But besides socks, Cal bought himself a pair of swimming shorts with pineapples on because “that is the most festive fruit.”
We also stopped in at Tokyo Stop to help Johannes, in all of his internet-impaired glory, with the internet. Whilst there, he told me of his love for smörgåstårta and that it is the one food that he would surely die for. I have yet to try it or even see this wonder in person, sadly enough.
Currently the shop is amass with Lolitas and their crafts. You can read more about the fast approaching event here.
Nice day, nice day.
Gröna Lund eller...?
Gröna Lund eller...?
Last night, Cal and I were half-watching some American television but mostly paying attention to our computers when I looked up and saw that the Swedish subtitle equivalent of Space Mountain is Gröna Lund. I laughed.



















