Micro and macro perspective
I must break you - Dolph Lundgren and/or life in general.
Stop being so darn pretty London. Or, you know, you could just not stop.
Roses and stuff. 🌹🌿🥀🌱
My amazing and beautiful friends got married this weekend. I almost cried approximately 30 times but kept dragging the tears back in like the cop does in that movie cloudy with a chance of meatballs. Because I'm emotionally constipated like that. And because it was a great wedding.
I decided that I'm going to move into a Victorian greenhouse when I grow up. Who's with me?
This genius is travelling all the way from Sweden to come and see me today (wow such distance, very miles). It's going to be amazing.
Someday someone is going to say what is love? without everyone immediately thinking baby don't hurt me. That day is not today.
Yep another shot from Malaysia because it was soooo pretty there!!! This is from when we dipped our toes in the natural swimming pools situated on top of a waterfall. Sounds dreamy, right? What you can't tell from the picture is that the water was freezing. Still worth it though, 10 out of 10 - would freeze my balls off again.
Bricks, ivy, and overcast: England in one picture.
U wot m8?
This is where I had lunch today. Two old men sat at the best table and talked about life. When they were leaving they shook hands and one of them asked for the other mans name, turns out they didn't know each other. It was paradise.
I promise there's a house in there somewhere.
A pic from that time I spotted a wild Wes Anderson-tower in it's natural habitat.
Just a picture of London being pretty (as always).
Today's outfit: crazy plant lady 🌱🌴🌵
Lil Angel-Face [insert Titanic soundtrack here]
Wednesdays should be colourful pub appreciation day. Come to think of it, every day should be colourful pub appreciation day.
Casually posing with a portrait of me.
This massive tree stands outside of my favourite museum. I've been there seven times in two years. Yes, I am very old on the inside. And yes, I'll probably go there again.
A couple of years ago I went to Malaysia with my friends. Even though I was ill for most of the trip, the thing I remember is how amazing it was (and how warm it was. I was sweating like a pig non stop, seriously, the humidity made it feel like I was walking around inside a sauna. 🐷 = what I looked like). Why is it that the good things in life are so much better when you're travelling? And when will the ultimate goal in life stop being to get away? Serious case of Monday blues today. Or just normal pms.
On Sundays we wear glasses cuz the LIBRARY IS OPEN (yes mama). The romper and cardigan was #foundinoxfam
Another pic from that day I went to Brighton with these cuties. Today I'm hoping to buy a huge palm tree for my tiny apartment. I hope your weekend is full of palm trees and cute friends (because that's all you need in life really). 🌴🌴🌴
I hope someone loves you as much as Niklas loves this water bottle.
This is my happy street. I walk past it every time I'm going to the train station (or to Lidl to buy cheap baguettes) and it never fails to lighten my mood. Why on earth isn't every house everywhere painted in a bright colour? Wouldn't that make life so much easier? I also love the fact that every painted house has a door in a mismatched colour. More is more (möbelstore)
If you're ever in London and want to see so much colour you'll be puking rainbows for days, you should definitely go to Neal's Yard. It's pretty.
This shirt is so flowy it makes me feel like a superhero. Not only is it flowy, it's also a secondhand bargain. As are the earrings and pants. Although I borrowed the pants from Niklas, so technically I guess they could be classified as third-hand? Nobody actually owns a pair of red pants (except for Niklas that is)
Our new kitchen...jk, I wish. Our kitchen looks more like a shoebox.
I hope your day is as colourful as my best friends and these boats.
This is my cat judging me for my questionable life choices.