I need shoes. And I know exactly how they are supposed to look like. The thing is, I don’t know if there’s any store here in town that has something like I have in mind. Something like this:
Yeah, looks like a guy’s shoe… I know. These here are from Vagabond. And I love them.
I saw The September Issue the other day and enjoyed it very much. Grace Coddington, the fashion director of Vogue, is so fab. A very talented stylist with an eye for beauty. Respect!
I love documentaries. I’m curious about other people, embarassingly curious sometimes.
And from one thing to another… I found a new blog the other day. Underbara Clara (wonderful Clara). The blogger is a Swedish girl, who like Grace, has an eye for beauty. And even if you can’t read Swedish you can enjoy all her wonderful photos of all her pretty clothes and things. So very cute.
One last thing – I almost got killed by a Wordsworth poem today.
I’ve done a lot of boring housework tonight. Have I mentioned that I hate cleaning? But it feels good when you’ve finished. I’ve taken a shower and now I’m going to change the sheets on my bed, put on clean pyjamas and go to sleep.
Mmmm…clean sheets, clean pyjamas, clean appartment, clean me… Love it!
And I bought some tea today – grabbed some random tea that I had never tasted before and oh the loveliness! It’s goooood.
Chamomile, fennel, marshmallow root and licerice. Good stuff.
I’m sitting at my computer, trying to do a phonetics assignment that I have to hand in tomorrow, and surfing fashion blogs. My feet are cold. I don’t have any tea, which is my biggest problem at the moment.
Winter is here. And it’s not even October. This weekend was windy, rainy and there was some hail and sleet and a bit of sun in between. Typical Icelandic weather. But mainly, it was cold.
I’ want to knit some woolen socks soon and tomorrow I’m gonna stock up on tea.
Being a university students has it’s advantages. I don’t have any classes on Thursdays and Fridays and yesterday I decided to get out of town and head “home”, give myself a long weekend. So I am skipping school as we speak. Love it!
And I think I’m getting old. On Monday I went to bed before 11 pm. BEFORE 11 PM. Yup. That hasn’t happened since… ehh.. Can’t even remember. And as a result I was up around 7.30 am and I didn’t even have a class until 11.30.
And from one thing to another…. I am currently reading the third book in Stieg Larsson’s Millennium trilogy. Ehm.. I don’t know what it’s called in English. “Luftkastellet der blev sprængt” it’s called in Danish. I wanted to read it in Swedish but I couldn’t find a copy. (My friend google has informed that it’s called The girl who kicked the Hornet’s nest – wtf!)
Anyway… I’ve found myself laughing outloud more than once reading the book because of the endless details Larsson describes. “the man had coffee and one slice of bread, with cheese and a little bit of orange marmalade”. Completely useless information! The characters drink a lot of coffee and eat a lot of bread with it. These details are maybe the reason why the books look like a good piece of brick.
I visited my 35-weeks-pregnant friend Anna yesterday. This is how it was like:
How do you sleep?
Can you lie on your belly?
Do you have stretch-marks?
Where is the baby’s head?
Can I poke it?
Do you seriously have a baby inside of you?
Can you wear normal clothes?
Is that a special pregnancy shirt you have on? Why?
Don’t you find it strange that you’ll have milk coming out of your breasts in a few weeks? MILK?!
Is the baby kicking you right now?
What about now?
Poor sweet Anna… But she put up with her ignorant friend and answered all of my million questions. What can I say, I’m just fascinated by the fact that she has a human being inside of her. And it’s strange to see her body change so drastically. I really think that women’s bodies are incredible.
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