Sometimes I feel as if I’m a very old French lady - hence the hair style - who has several cats including one named Fonteque and who goes to the market each day in her funny dresses to buy oranges and lemons. Title explained.

But more importantly, there are a pair of shoes in this world that, if in my possession, I would never want to buy another pair of shoes again because they are so lovely.

Okay. So that is almost certainly a lie - I apologise - and I would want to buy more shoes later on but the fact remains that for months I’ve been secretly fawning over the Miu Miu cat patterns. Struggling to hide the urge of displaying my affection aloud, I have finally succumbed.

Like many other traditions and holidays, Easter in Sweden is quite unusual. As I am told by my friends, it really has nothing to do with Christianity, spring flowers or animals, or even chocolate eggs in the morning. In fact, it’s sort of a Swedish Halloween if you think about it.

On Maundy Thursday, Swedish children dress up as witches (mostly with headscarves and rosy cheeks) in honour of the idea that witches, according to Swedish folklore, will fly to Blåkulla, the blue mountain or hill, to meet the devil and then return on Saturday. And when it comes to holidays that involve witches, there’s usually candy, right? Absolutely! Average Swedes eat more candy within these four days than in the entire rest of the year, or so it seems.

On Friday, after witches fly away, Stockholm is barren except for confused German tourists and the random resident eating ice cream because the sun is shining - including me. I really do love pistachio-flavoured ice cream.

Saturday and Sunday are the days of family gathering although in the small Crafoord flat with Cal’s family away - a mum in Halmstad, a father in Argentina living the tropical life, and siblings in their respective countries/cities - we haven’t done much. But, as I know other Swedes, they had family lunches and dinners and it was swell.

And, of course, Monday, too, is a red day which means no work and no school.

If you are in Sweden during the months of March and early April, you will see large amounts of colourful feathers tied to birch sticks (shown above) which are put in vases or tied to trees and bushes and you will see them everywhere.

Also some other traditions involve setting bonfires of which I have only heard of because I haven’t spotted a fire anywhere. Perhaps that’s because I live in the city and we don’t light fires. It’s dangerous.

Yesterday, Carl Johan and I hopped over to Tjallamalla in the last ten minutes of their being opened for the day and bought this great dress by Jenny Widing, Carefully Selected.

(It’s dress week, obviously.)

I made this silly collage-Ollie to represent how brilliantly cool and awesome I think it would look with this hat from Michael Kors fall 2009. Add some different shoes, a pair of funny spectacles perhaps, and keep the orange fingernails. You don’t see it? I do and I will wear it and be awesome all by myself.

Most of you know that I’m a Kongregate addict. I’d completed a game the other day and decided this is the best ending screen ever and I needed to let my blog know, because, well, this is you, and you rock! Congratulations forever!