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Malnourished Monday #12

Can you smell spring in the air? No? Maybe I am so tired of boots and cardigans, I am hallucinating tulips and hyacinths pushing their way out of the ground and popping up on my way to the supermarket. Anyway, spring IS around the corner (believing is knowing!), and it’s time to have a look at 2010’s fashion trends.

The tricky bit with trends is, it’s not only WHAT you wear, but also HOW you were it. Let me share my findings with you on the latter. Read the rest of this entry »

Malnourished Monday #12

The one where I am turning into the Blobb

Ah, I spot a raspberry. That's one of 5 sorted!

Ah, I spot a raspberry. That's one of 5 sorted!

I have been feeling a little sluggish of late. Ok, whom am I kidding? I am feeling A LOT sluggish. Blobbish. I am the Blobb. Poke me in the stomach and see the wobbles reaching a 6 on the Richter scale.

This is not about losing weight, or about a late New Year’s resolution. I just happened to realise that my diet has been rather poor lately. Let me put my chocolate digestive down and tell you what my daily diet looks like: Read the rest of this entry »

The one where I am turning into the Blobb

The love is in the shoes

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When it comes to handing down hang-ups and obsessions, my love for beautiful but slightly impractical shoes is the one I worry the least about. A girl’s got to love her shoes, no? Read the rest of this entry »

The love is in the shoes

Malnourished Monday #11

Don’t you just love this spot?

Malnourished Monday #11

Gottegris

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Hot cocoa? Moi? I swear I didn't touch it...

One of my favourite Swedish words: Gottegris. Translated word by word it means candy pig. But it can be interpreted as ’someone who has a very sweet tooth’.

Gottegris

There’s a place called Kokomo

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Argh. Argh. Aaargggghhhhh. Can you hear that? With every move I make my rusty bones make a cracking noise, stiffened by snow and the cold, wintery humidity. Even worse: my energy and lust for life seems to have been buried underneath the snow. And now the snow is gone, it’s nowhere to be found. Read the rest of this entry »

There’s a place called Kokomo

Crazy for Cupcakes

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The most selfish Christmas presents I ever made? Vouchers for a cupcake decorating class for the sisters-in-law. Of course, I had to get one for myself, too. After all, it was about spending time together. Decorating culinary delights and stuffing our faces was just the icing on the cake. Read the rest of this entry »

Crazy for Cupcakes

Malnourished Monday #10

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I have been on a little break. In a land far, far away from my beloved MacBook, where snow covered mountains seam glistering lakes, where chocolates and cheese fondues warm hearts and souls after a day out in the cold, and where every breath of fresh air you take clears your head a little more.

I love vacations in Switzerland, especially when spent chez Les In-Laws. Long dinners spent discussing world piece and how to cook Zurich Ragout, cracking up with my mum in-law, fluffy duvets and the view on the lake out of my bed. Plus: a stack of my favourite continental crappy-glossy magazines. Read the rest of this entry »

Malnourished Monday #10

Malnourished Monday #9

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Well, it was too good to be true: last year, Alexandra Shulman, the editor of Vogue, launched her war against size zero with a letter to some of the world’s leading designers, accusing them of pushing for increasingly thinner models. Read the rest of this entry »

Malnourished Monday #9

Dancing on ice

DSC00365Ahem. Ok, I haven’t necessarily been dancing, but I didn’t break my legs either. Our lovely babysitter Karin came to watch little L for the afternoon and Big M took me out to Somerset Ice Rink on Strand.

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It’s got to be every girls dream: the man you love, music, skates, and a gigantic Tiffany box to walk in and buy cupcakes.

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That was fun. See you next winter, Somerset Ice Rink!

Dancing on ice