The Dreamer

oxford

2012-02-02T01:36:00.000-08:00

(ph.weheartit.com)

Yesterday, on the 1st February, the first edition of The Oxford English Dictionary was launched a 128 years ago. Nylon celebrated with sharing their favorite words, and that go me thinking. As a writer, it is only naturally that I love words. Short, long, weird, ugly words, beautiful words. It is something magical about watching a typewriter or a document and just observe how letters forms into words. Words form sentences. Sentences turns into a story. Words are something special, and here is my favorites.

Kjærleik

Wardrobe

Lykke

Frihet

Dream

Stargazing

Fancy

i break horses

2012-01-25T07:05:00.000-08:00

And then came reality. After looking over my assessments for this semester it is clear that I can kiss my social life goodbye and say hello to endless hours of writing. Still, I think 2012 is going down in history in a good way. by:Larm, a new edition of Jack, lots of wine, kissing and good friends, England in general, finishing my BA, Paris. Who knows what would have happened by the end of this year? According to someone, we are not even going to see the end of this year, so you better do the best out of what we have left.

I am making it the best of it by listening to I Break Horses (linked) and planning an interview while covered in blankets in my bed. Who could have asked for a better Wednesday?

dreams #2

2012-01-23T12:36:00.000-08:00

Had my first day in my last semester of my BA today. Over christmas I kinda decided that going back to Norway to work for the rest of my life is not an option, so I decided that this fall, I am moving London. England just seems so homy, and I'm simply not ready to leave. My first though was to take a masters in cultural studies. However, that was before I realized that a master cost over 100.000,- for an international student. So, now I am playing with the thought of just writing freelance for everyone who wants my work and live out of cheap wine and love (and my savings). In my imagination, that seems like a pretty good deal.

analogue love #3

2012-01-21T14:05:00.000-08:00

1. Chaos.

2. One of my favorite shops, in one of my favorite cities.

3. The kids got to eat.

4. Good luck.

ordered

2012-01-10T15:13:00.000-08:00

(ph.ourbanoutfitters)
Thanks to my good friends convincing me to buy this dress, this wonder of a velvet fantasy is arriving at my doorstep in five days. Hopefully, we will have many good nights together.

gif.

2012-01-09T10:31:00.000-08:00

1. Walking behind a couple holding hands makes me smile.

2. Unicorn.

3. Cooks love for Effy in the series 3 and 4 of Skins fascinates me.

january

2012-01-02T13:21:00.000-08:00

Ever since I started watching Skins as a rebellious 17 year old I have loved the series, and made it my inspiration. When things are bad, they get worse, but in the end it will (hopefully) turn out for the best as long as you don't give up seems like a good mantra to take inspiration from. They also throw the best house parties. WATCH IT!

dreams #1

2011-12-29T08:52:00.000-08:00

To find love.

To spend a lot more than just two weeks of my life kissing.

To one day, when it is all over, be able to say that i lived my life to the maximum. No regrets.

To have a goldfish named Frank swimming around in a big flower vase in my living room. I will tell him all of my secrets, and he will understand everything. We will be best friends.

To be happy.

christmas

2011-12-28T10:43:00.000-08:00

I drink too much. Do things I probably shouldn't have done. Talk too much. Sleep too much. Eat more candy in a week than I do for the rest of the year. Don't do the things I should be doing. Drink, kiss, dance, eat, sleep, eat, drink, kiss, dance, eat, sleep, drink. Boy, am I having the time of my life. 2012 is looking good.

the best of 2011

2011-12-18T16:07:00.000-08:00

(ph.weheartit.com)

In random order, here is some of my absolute favorites from 2011. It has been a good year. (Titles are linked)

Razika - Program 91

This record put words to every feeling I have had regarding boys, friends, drunken nights and life in general the past five years. Aldri was the story of my life when I in May wandered the streets in high heels looking for my crush, and ended up finding someone else. Vondt i hjertet described my teenage years and Middelalder is the story of my life.

120 days - 120 days II

I can loose myself in this record and dance the night away, all by my self. Enough said.

Veronica Maggio - Satan i Gatan

This record was the sounds to my spring and summer. It was the soundtrack that followed me trough excames, stupid boys and one of the best summers ever.

Blouse - Blouse

Blouse came into my life one dark October evening and made my heart seem lighter and my head less heavy. In other words; this is a good record.

Craft Spells - Idle Labor

The sounds of young love, life and summertime. Those of you who know me well know that love, life and summer are my abselute favorite things in life, so what is there not to love about this?

French Films - Imaginary Future

I fell in love with this band during by:Larm last February and ever since then I have been head over heels about them. You simply can't stop smiling when listening to their debut album. It is absolutely fantastic.

M83 - Hurry up, we are dreaming

At first I did not like it. Then, it became kinda ok. Now I love it. Still, it does not come near the brilliantness of Saturdays=Youth.

John Olav Nilsen og Gjengen - Det nærmeste du kommer

I don't have words. I love this band, this record and every word that comes out of John Olav Nilsen's mouth.

both sides now

2011-12-13T15:56:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I was supposed to do schoolwork the whole day, and I did, until 6pm. Photo exhibitions and free beer at school is a good thing. Ended up four beer poorer and tipsy at 11pm making pasta for dinner. It is a nice life indeed.

This morning, I somehow decided to cut the legs of my Cheap Monday jeans.

let's run away

2011-12-07T11:56:00.000-08:00

Tomorrow, I am running away from everything called deadlines and essays and going to London for the day. Mission? Getting into the christmas spirit and finding a 90s vintage dress.

Rings from eBay.

life in general

2011-12-04T04:41:00.000-08:00

(ph.weheartit.com)
Think positive, think positive, think positive, think positive, think positive. Fuck you, essay.

we found love

2011-12-01T13:22:00.000-08:00

I got a new obsession: Vanity Teenagers Tumblr.

le rouge

2011-11-28T12:41:00.000-08:00

This season I have decided to not buy myself a new dress, therefore, say hello to my new friend.

Chanel Rouge Allure - Luminous Satin

let them eat cake

2011-11-25T16:24:00.000-08:00

On Wednesday I styled the first photoshoot for Jack 02. The key items? Cake. 12 donuts, one big cake and two danishes later we had a memory card full with amazing photos, models with cake in their noses and ears and a lot of cleaning up to do. Good times, good times.

analogue love #2

2011-11-25T03:38:00.000-08:00

Second part of my newly developed film. After a day off, I am now back in the liberary, doing anything but school work and dreaming about the apartment I hopefully will live in alone next year.

1. My much missed hometown for two years, Trondheim.
2. Me.
3. My brother, Joakim.
4. Birthday present from my brother.

analogue love

2011-11-18T15:54:00.000-08:00

1. My beautiful cousin Malena.

2. In May, we had our first Jack Magazine launch party!

3. Ida and I ran all around town stealing flowers to put in empty jack daniels bottles.

4. Love on the streets of Stockholm

5. Well used Converse shoes.

old inspiration

2011-11-17T15:32:00.000-08:00

(ph. sorry, can't remember)
In a desperate attempt to do everything besides schoolwork I went trough my old inspiration file. 400 photos containing cute boys, love, words of wisdom and a ton of fashion. It has been over a year and a half since I last put something into that file, but looking trough it, I realized that most of the images still apply to my style. Maybe even more than ever. Funny, isn't it?

i am, the skirt

2011-11-15T14:29:00.000-08:00

Skirt by French Connection.

elle + richardson

2011-11-14T12:56:00.000-08:00

(ph.terryrichardson diary)
We are in the middle of November, and I am up to here in deadlines for uni. Fashion shoot, web page, essay, pitch, feature. If I put to much tough into how much we actually have to do I can just crawl under the duvets and stay there forever. Right now, I am writing a feature on Terry Richardson: is taking advantage of young girls ok as long as you are an award-winning photographer? Everybody knows that he is taking advantage of his models, but no one seems to take actions. Right or not right? There my friends, you have an ethical dilemma (I hope, if not I am going to fail this class). Anyway, this photos of Elle Fanning taken by Terry is absolutely stunning.

Seriously, christmas, home, holidays and alcohol can't come fast enough.

telephone box

2011-11-13T13:11:00.001-08:00

I am currently in love with the series "Pan Am", and this scene: Kate fighting for her love from a telephone booth in the poring rain, is absolutely beautiful.

this dead town

2011-11-12T09:47:00.000-08:00

Seems like my housemates was up for another houseparty, so yesterday we celebrated Sophies 21st with cake, drinks and a trip to Hawaii. Well, that is if you count houla-skirts, plastic palm-trees, pink flamingoes and a banana as Hawaii. Lots of karaoke, dancing and weird looking drinks. Next weekend on the other hand, is going to be epical. Celebrating the death of deadlines is always the best way to have party.

uniform #3

2011-11-10T07:24:00.000-08:00

In addition to denim shorts, my new Jamie-jeans, paired up with buttoned up flannel shirts and short swathers are what you are gonna see me in this winter.

english summer rain, seems to last forever

2011-11-09T04:35:00.001-08:00

(ph. models.com)
It seems like the whole of England has been gift rapped in thick fog, grey skies and rain. When I found this editorial this morning (always doing my fashion and editorial styling assessments in last minute), my first though was "wow, this is really "London's raining". The second though was "wow, I really ned a winter coat". The search for winter 2011/2012's perfect coat has officially started. Woho!

love to lover

2011-11-08T14:50:00.000-08:00

(ph. weheartit.com)
For just a second it seemed like the world was moving, but then something changed, and now it is back to the same old. I know, it must seem pathetic. I live in England, I am 21 years old, and I have almost finished my BA in journalism and I spend most of my time skating around, making articles, daydreaming, dancing in high heels and having the time of my life. Still, it feels like something is missing. Life is just moving too fast, the days past on in one big blur and I am just so scared of missing out on life. I feel old. I think the problem is that I read too many books, have too good imagination for my own good and daydream to much. Life is not always a fairytale.

and then we took Berlin

2011-11-07T12:01:00.000-08:00

(ph. Stine Pjaaten)
In March, we all went to Berlin, and first now, eight months later, the pictures is finally out on facebook. Apparently, someone actually have life's besides the internet. So much can not be said for me.

life

2011-11-04T12:19:00.000-07:00

School sucks.

Goodbye social life, I see you again on November 18!

never grow up

2011-10-30T10:07:00.000-07:00

Friday night: Terry Richardson and Stacy Peralta on their way to the first of four halloween parties this weekend. Now, two costume changes, three parties and four bottles of whine later, I am hangover, tiered and just want to cuddle up and watch Rocky Horror Picture Show. Happy Halloween! (I love this)

lets get lost

2011-10-16T12:23:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit)
I feel like we are standing still. Nothing is happening, and everything is on pause. Why cant we just run out, be reckless, kiss, fall in love, drink ourself drunk, be happy? At least then something would be happening. I am tiered of standing still. It is boring.

woo boost

2011-10-15T06:05:00.000-07:00

Last Wednesday we had our first ever house-party! The night ended outside in the garden, smoking and watching the stars, before going inside again to drink even more (I, on the other hand, fell asleep on the sofa). Good night, good night. The next morning my housemates swore this was the last house-party ever. Apparently they are nothing like the characters in Skins. Oh well, pretty sure we are gonna end up with a halloween-party anyway!

new in

2011-10-14T04:05:00.001-07:00

Velvet dress, made by me!

little velvet dress

2011-10-10T12:58:00.000-07:00

(ph. style.com)

I am obsessed with velvet. The softness, the Lolita-vibe, the innocence yet sexiness; I love it all. Pair a dress in this fabric (preferably dark blue, black or dark red) with high heals and sheer black tights and you have me. While reading Vogue's October issue I came across a picture of a perfect example of the perfect little velvet dress. The designer, was Charles Anastase. One Style.com search later, and I was head over heals in love with his Lolita take on this trend. First thing I am going to do tomorow? Buy fabric to make a dress like this on my own.

Fall 2011, by Charles Anastase

fall love

2011-10-08T14:53:00.000-07:00

I love the contrast between black 20 den tights and a blue denim shorts.

Vintage belt

Costume made shorts

Cheap Monday shirt

white sky

2011-10-03T13:21:00.000-07:00

(ph. http://mode.newslicious.net)

Abbey Lee Kershaw for Rêve by Mania Mania, shoot by Barnaby Roper is seriously on of my favorite SS 2011 campaigns. It is everything that has been going on in my head this summer, and it really makes me want to get my nose pierced. Not that I will ever be brave enough to do that.

neon indian

2011-10-02T04:54:00.000-07:00

Indian summer in Southampton. Walking around in shorts and sunglasses, enjoying lazy days in the park. And yes, the calendar says 1st of October. This is almost too good to be true.

cheating

2011-10-01T06:35:00.000-07:00

It feels like I have been cheating on a boyfriend. For the first time in two years I have bought a pair of jeans not labeled Cheap Monday.

Jamie by Topshop is seriously perfect. I am in love.

fashion on film

2011-09-30T14:54:00.000-07:00

A portrait of Hailee Steinfeld for Miu Miu, shoot by Bruce Webber. I love it. Fashion films are definitely here to stay. They say a picture says more than a 1000 words? Well, that was before the movie.

denim, who?

2011-09-28T06:34:00.000-07:00

First thing I'm going to do when I get my student loan on Friday? Buy myself a new denim shorts.

# wrong

2011-09-23T07:17:00.000-07:00

Gah. I am in total lack of inspiration, and schizophrenic about what my style really evolves around these days. In desperate need of a blue stripy sweater and some new singlets. Frustrated!

imaginary future

2011-09-22T13:54:00.000-07:00

Sitting in a friends apartment in Oslo a cold February night we discovered French Films. We were attending by:Larm, and was trying to find out which bands to catch that night. Golden Sea soon caught our attention. It made us dream about summer. It made us laugh. It made us fall in love with a band.

Their debut album is out later in September, but I was lucky enough to get in in the mail weeks ago for reviewing for Jack Magazine. I simply can't stop playing it on repeat. It is in lack of better words, amazing.

French Films. (Spotify link)

Picture from Stockholm 04:00, The summer of 2010.

make up / break up

2011-09-21T06:38:00.000-07:00

Ok, I really have to get internet at home soon. Lately this blog has had too much of my face on it, and too little music and fashion. The library is not really the place to scan style.com. Bear over with me, thanks!

Anyway, let's talk makeup. I never care mush with it, the only reason I wear mascara is because I look like a 16 years old without. Seriously. I am blessed with skin that can work fine without foundation (I use it during the winter though, to look a little bit more fresh, I am white as a corps). So, my daily routine is: YSL concealer, black eyeliner and black mascara.

Last saturday something came over me. I could have been the whole "shit I look like a school-girl compared to these English slut-looking girls" or it could simply have been "hey, I want to try something new". So, I dug out my Dior smoky eyes set from the bottom of my makeup-bag and got to work.

The result? Well, you be the judge.

you should make time to dance in your underwear

2011-09-13T10:19:00.000-07:00

I have always wished for long hair, and over the summer it grew quite long. I was very pleased. Then i realized that short-ish hair suits me better, and cut it of. It is now back to shoulder-length. I like it.

texture

2011-09-11T07:37:00.000-07:00

And it is done! I have finally moved in to my new home. But seriously, what is the fun about living in this huge house with roses in the ceiling when there is no one around to share it with? Luckily, my roommates will start popping in this week.

I love the beginning of autumn. Flannel shirts and big knits is definitely a favorite of mine, but when it is 20 degrees outside they are all put on a hold for some weeks. Whatever happened to the autumn we know in Norway? Anyway, I am not complaining. The feeling of bare legs and summer dresses still beats rain and boots anytime.

5.

2011-09-07T07:46:00.000-07:00

Decorating my new bedroom wall with music, photos by Albert Watsom, postcards, naked women, kissing and friends.

4.

2011-09-02T12:52:00.001-07:00

Goodbye Norway, hello England!

her står eg og koker, så svar meg min engel

2011-08-31T10:41:00.000-07:00

What is a summer without bruises?

Yesterday I added a new song to my "breathe" playlist (linked). The list consists of songs that, when you have the feeling that you cant breathe, and everything is going to hell, makes everything better in the 3:58 seconds it takes for the lyrics, base, guitar, drums and voice to pound out of your stereo.

The song I added was "Josefine" by John Olav Nilsen and Kristian Anttila. It is magic.

uniform #2

2011-08-29T14:23:00.000-07:00

We go trough life wearing our vintage Levis denim jackets and white converse, camping out on random stairs around town, gossiping and eating ice cream.

she lives life like it is a party

2011-08-28T18:03:00.000-07:00

This weekend I went "home" to Stockholm. I love the feeling of knowing this city. Remembering street names, finding a favorite restaurant, to fit in at the club F12 and to be able to laugh at all the tourists. I feel at home.

Speaking of traveling! On Saturday I am moving to Southampton, England!

hope i die virgin

2011-08-21T17:12:00.000-07:00

Last night consisted of beer, hight heels (my feet are hurting), the best of friends, and this cute scottish guy. He was a really bad kisser though, so I bailed. What else can a girl do? I love to snuggle.

Listening to: wolf head dress - hope i die virgin (linked)

cave song

2011-08-18T13:31:00.000-07:00

(ph. weheartit.com)

WU LYF. (linked)

There is something about this band. I can't explain it. Youth captured in a record consisting of 10 songs. Tunes that makes your hear skip a beat. 10 songs that all creates this feeling of wanting to run away. The feeling of hopelessness. The feeling of being stuck. The feeling that if you just follow your dream, everything will be fine.

Follow that dream.

supa scoopa and mighty scoop

2011-08-09T14:25:00.000-07:00

I wish the sun would come back, so I once again cud wear shorts. Showing of your legs is one of the best things about summer. Feeling the war wind against your bare legs and the silk from your new dress flowing against your skin like water. I love it.

Currently listening to: Kyuss (linked).

heaven and stars above

2011-08-02T11:00:00.000-07:00

I really need to get myself a new pair of white converse all stars. Yes, these were once white. Hard to imagine, right? Well, after a weekend of running around in the mud they look even more shabby.

I think I will arrange a funeral for them. I just have to get my paycheck first, I can not live whiteout this type of shoes for two weeks. I just can't.

life

2011-07-29T12:36:00.000-07:00

I am going out to see Neon Indian today. Excited.

here is looking at you, kid

2011-07-28T10:50:00.000-07:00

It has yet to become a week since I last wandered around in mud, with a beer in my hand and listening to music while hanging out with friends, but I already have post-festival-depressions.

Who can not miss being drunk on two bottles of whine, hanging out with people you have not seen in ages, running between the camp, the backstage and the scene and tumbling around in the mud? I miss it for sure.

punching in a dream

2011-07-26T21:00:00.000-07:00

I have not braided my hair for ages, mostly because my hair has been short since high school. When I got to spend a night home after attending a local festival for the weekend I curled up to my mothers lap, let my tears for the Norwegian people run down my checks and asked her to braid my hair.

New belt from Ebay.

things will never be the same

2011-07-26T10:22:00.000-07:00

spør ingen ikke noen
suser i stål i ljåen
spjærer åpen himmel
ingen er trygg på engen

skjærer høsten uten blund
uten hvile: blind & stum
snart der så her som lyn
røver øyenstenen din

tyven tyven

finnes ei den bot som bøter
sønderslitte hjerter
ei pardon sparer ingen
hugger ned alle som en

tyven tyven

alle er vi like
for ljåen
hadde han sjel var den en skjæres
røver de som skinner mest

tyven tyven

tyven tyven
røvet øyenstenen
smyger i skyggen
bare vi er igjen

tyven tyven
tok det han fant
alt har vi gjemt
blir aldri glemt

uniform

2011-07-16T07:22:00.000-07:00

we own the sky

2011-07-14T13:59:00.000-07:00

This summer I have six songs playing on repeat. Some of these have stuck with me for a year now, since last summer, but I never grow tiered. These songs make my day, and they can change how I feel in just 3 minutes and 50 seconds.

M83 - Kim & Jessie

Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks

Washed Out - New Theory

Adrian Lux - Teenage Crime

The Naked And Famous - Young Blood

Noah And The Whale - Tonight´s The Kind Of Night

(Links to Spotify)

elie saab couture fall 2011

2011-07-11T11:27:00.000-07:00

(ph.style.com)
One day I am going to marry in one of these dress / dance the night away.

i like the stars much more than i like diamonds

2011-07-08T11:06:00.000-07:00

Made this dress last weekend.

wild horses

2011-07-04T12:49:00.000-07:00

Georgia May Jagger`s lips photographed by Terry Richardson.

Just imagine having lips and teeth like this!

my favorite stuf

2011-07-03T03:10:00.000-07:00

Inspiration:

Designer - acne

Place - stockholm

Book - summer crossing, just kids

Magazine - jack magazine, vogue, smug

Film - lords of dogtown, somewhere

Art - pictures

Clothes:

Shoes - converse, acne pistols copies

Pants - cheap monday

Jacket - weekday leather jacket

Shirt - weekday

Dress - acne

Underwear - everything with lace

New old shirt from Fretex.

acne resort 2012

2011-07-01T14:39:00.001-07:00

(ph.style.com)

I could wear all of this. Menswear, womenswear? Who cares? To quote norwegian designer Johnny Love for whom we interviewed for Jack Magazine:

- Not every garment meant for men suits the female body, and not every woman is implied to wear clothes made for men. But to pair a mens shirt with a women's skirt can create the perfect outfit.

where have you been?

2011-06-28T12:28:00.000-07:00

(ph.tfs.com)
Loose the neckless, and this dress is practically screaming my name.

Lanvin resport 2012.

surfer blood

2011-06-27T13:12:00.000-07:00

(ph. tfs.com)
Turns out I get to go one a festival this summer anyway. That is just about the only thing keeping my mood up these days. I already have butterflies.

I am btw desperately searching for a boot like the one Alexa Chung is wearing in the last picture. My perfect winter boot is way to hot to wear, and I need this type of shoe in my wardrobe.

for vi lever i vår beste sommer

2011-06-26T11:15:00.001-07:00

I went home for the weekend. Summer is at its best when you are at home, with your family and best friends. And of course: some bottles of whine and going home when the sun rises.

i will follow you into the dark

2011-06-21T12:13:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit.com)
I have a confession to make. I know it will brake my mothers heart, but I have started to play with the thought of a new tattoo. I have this crush on birds. The freedom they symbolize appeals to me. They remind me that I can do what every I want to, if only I take the leap. That is why I already have one tattooed, and the reason why I want another.

On the other hand. If I am going to decorate myself with another bird, I want it to be a swallow. The swallow finds one partner, and sticks with it for the rest of its life. True love in other words. The only thing that is bugging me, and that my friend has nicely enough pointed out, everybody has it.

details

2011-06-18T08:26:00.000-07:00

"There's a lot of versatility; that's what's nice about a collection"

2011-06-16T11:34:00.000-07:00

(ph.style.com)
If you read my blog, you have most likely observed that I fall in love with pictures, clothes and feelings in the moment of a flash.
Today, I have fallen in love with Stella McCartneys resort 2012 collection. It is perfection. The tailoring, the cuts, those pants! I could wear this today, next week, two years from now and fifty years from now. It is epical.

an education

2011-06-15T11:30:00.000-07:00

I am done! It is official: I delivered my exam earlier this morning and I am now an educated journalist!

Bought this jacket that I have been drooling over for months as a graduation present for myself. Summer-sale at Weekday, I am in heaven.

lolita, light of my life, fire of my loin

2011-06-14T05:12:00.000-07:00

(ph. marc jacobs via stylenews)
I love, love, love, love this! Inspired by Vladmir Nabokovs "Lolita", the ad has received some critics for being to sexy considering Dakota Fannings age, but hey, have you seen the rest of Hollywoods seventeen-year-olds lately? I think this is awesome.

blue star

2011-06-13T12:09:00.000-07:00

This is the sound of summer 2011.
Seapony is a three member indiepop band from Seattle. Their debut EP Go With Me came out in May, and they have just started receiving some attention on Norwegian radio. This band gives me everything I want from indiepop. Sweet tunes that takes you away to that perfect summer night, the boy with curly hair that you like and stumbling home at fore o clock in the morning. I definite have a new favorite.

i was hiding under your porch because i love you

2011-06-12T14:54:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit.com)
This picture really breaks my heart.
I went to see the movie where this picture is taken from on a first date once. I sat there in the dark, trying not to make my date see that I was crying my heart out in silence. Old people reminds me of my grandparents, and how much I miss them. Mix that with love, and I am in tears. Pathetic, I know.

do you, mister jones?

2011-06-10T08:52:00.000-07:00

Denim on denim, that is how I roll today. Spent three very needed hours in the sun, than back to the desk working on my exam. Not being able to sit still, I went for a spin on my skateboard, and ended up buying apples and making muffins. Now, I am back at the desk, trying to write on that god damn article. Bob Dylan on the stereo makes everything better.

hot in the city

2011-06-09T07:09:00.000-07:00

Summer.

no chance to be there now

2011-06-04T08:21:00.000-07:00

Cleaning out of the apartment, dancing in empty rooms and listening to this: Washed Out - New Theory.

lengsel i luften

2011-05-30T11:42:00.001-07:00

(ph. weheartit.com)
The day I realized I liked him, he started acting weird. We drank our beer, we smiled, we laughed, but I cud not let go of the feeling that something was wrong. The next morning we stood there. I in yesterdays clothes, he not wearing his smile. When we hugged, I knew that that hug was going to be the last. No kiss, no looking back.

Now, we have not talked in a week. I was doing fine. I am fine. I just miss him.

"Eg er nødt til å forstå at mellom oss er det slutt, tar jakken min og går, finner meg en annen gutt." - Razika

Edit: He realized we were starting to act like a couple, and he did not want a relationship, so he backed out. Well, you should have thought about that before you started taking my hand in public and introducing me to your mom and friends. I am moving from this town in two months, does it sound like I want a boyfriend? No. What happened to just having fun? Gah.

inspiration #5

2011-05-27T13:10:00.001-07:00

(ph.streetpeeper.com)
Acne floral skirt and camel colored capes. I like it, a lot.

jack magazine nr. 01.

2011-05-26T11:21:00.001-07:00

Open publication - Free publishing - More fashion

And we are finally done with our first issue! I have learned so much during this posses, and maybe the most important: I have learned that magazine journalism really is my way to go. This is only the trial-version, and pleas remember that nighter Ida, nor I am graphic-students.

Hope you like it!

blowing in the wind

2011-05-24T13:04:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit.com)

Bob Dylan, you are my hero. Happy 70´th birthday! But really, is it not time to retire soon? It is sad to acknowledge, but you are ruining your good reputation. But then again, you have never really cared about what people said. So hey, do your thing.

dreams about the summer of 2011

2011-05-23T06:16:00.000-07:00

This summer I was dreaming about the ultimate festival summer: Roskilde, Malakoff, Raumarock, Sommerfesten and Øya. I was dreaming about repeating last years sweden-interail, hopping on trains to go visit friends in Stockholm, Lidköping and Kristinehamn. I was dreaming about the nights that would fly away in summer haze, the nights we would spend drunk, wandering around town, the nights we would use building our bonfire, the house parties and the dinners we would have. Summer of 2011 was going to be the best.

Instead I will spend my summer in Trondheim. Alone. You see, I got the summer job of my dreams - two months in NRK P3. A job that I absolutely adore, love and wanted. Still, it is a bit bittersweet to know that I will have the total of two weeks of summer vacation before I move to England to finish of my BA in magazine writing and feature journalism. Bummer.

another weekend without makeup

2011-05-22T06:27:00.001-07:00

Lace underwear and silver socks are essential in my wardrobe. An easy way to make any day better.

sleepwalking

2011-05-20T10:59:00.000-07:00

(ph. Ida)

One week to go before deadline is upon us. Jack Magazine is finally taking form, and I am so nervous/excited/stressed out. This has to be good.

kjærleik #2

2011-05-19T13:14:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit.com)

Ok, I admit it. I am starting to really like this guy I previously talked about. There, I said it.
He gives me these annoying butterflies, and I can`t stop thinking about him.

Love love love
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing.

I think this could be a good summer.

songs that make everything OK

2011-05-18T15:57:00.000-07:00

The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart - Say No To Love

The Naked And Famous - Young Blood

M83 - Kim & Jessie

When you get Holly Golightlys famous mean reds, or are just stressing out about final papers and exams, listen to these songs, and everything will be OK. At least, that works for me.

basically what we have here is a dreamer. somebody out of touch with reality. when she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly

2011-05-14T08:44:00.000-07:00

(ph.weheartit.com)
When walking around in Stockholm last weekend, I told my mom all about what my life would look like when I eventually am going to live there. I would go on and on, looking into peoples apartments, daydreaming about who they might be and what their wishes and desires were. My mom just smiled at me, and told me to write a book about my dreams, I sure enough had stories to fill one.

That made me thinking. I am a dreamer. I spend most of my day daydreaming about what life could be like, what are going to happen in the future, what life in a big house somewhere in the wold would be like and what will happen if I do this and that. Sometimes I intend to dream to much about the future, and what will happen if I just get pass these exams, or when spring finally arrives, that I forget to live in the moment. Or when my expectations are let down. That bit of being a daydreamer sucks.

I have decided to rename my blog "The Dreamer". The address is still the same, just a little name-change. Instead of writing a book, like my mom sad, I will start to blog about these dreams that I have. So be ready for a lot of love, romance, klisje and leaps away from the everyday life.

blowing in the wind

2011-05-13T10:38:00.000-07:00

And the photoboot blog continues. Today I went to the hairdresser, and came back with curls. Due to my "baby-hair", they were gone after an hour though. Seriously, no matter how much hairspray I use, after an hour or two my hair is poker strait again. Tonight I am going to dance and drink myself giggly at the Hove party at Brukbar, wearing my new, perfect white dress. Summer is here and I love it.

i left my heart in

2011-05-12T10:24:00.000-07:00

Gertruge Stein once said "America is my country, and Paris is my hometown". Not that I feel that attached to Norway, but I have fallen in love with a city the way Stein fell in love with Paris. It may not be as romantic at Paris, as exotic as a hidden iceland in the Caribbean or as hip as New York, but I have fallen in love with Stockholm.

It was love at first sight. The architecture, the sun sneaking over the rooftops at five in the morning, the people, the language, the design, everything. The fact that there is a Weekday store at every corner, the cinnamon buns at pressbyråan. I visited Stockholm once again last weekend with my mom, and she must have thought I was on the happy pill the way I was grinning like an idiot the moment we stepped out of the taxi.

I dont know what I will do in the future. I am about to turn 21, and the world lies beneath my feet. One thing is for sure: The world is my country, and Stockholm is my hometown. One day I will live with my Swedish husband with blond curls and the cutes smile in a penthouse in this town that makes my heart beat faster.

we drink, we smile, we kiss, we fuck

2011-05-06T14:07:00.000-07:00

Moments of life during January-March, captured on film by Ida and her analogue camera.

1. Waiting for the subway in Berlin.

2. Drunken night at a hotel in East-Berlin. We drank, laughed, cried and danced for a whole week.

3. Dunno what I am doing here, oh well.

4. Aristillus live at Samfundet, Mars 2011.

5. Aristillus passing out at the after-party, 04.30.

6. Me.

7. At the mentioned after-party, Ida and I made waffles. Most of the members of the band fell asleep before they were done though.

Life, I like it.

kjærleik

2011-05-06T13:53:00.000-07:00

I think I am starting to like this guy, but I am not sure. Sometimes he gives me butterflies, sometimes he don`t. I think he likes me. Lets just have fun and see where we end up, right? Life is too short for not taking the leap.

hit repeat

2011-04-30T12:36:00.000-07:00

Jag är för full
Du är för ung
Jag ser dig prata med hör inte ett dugg
Letar mig ut
Blinkande ljus
Andas, andas allting snurrar runt.

everyday is not saturday, and we live for saturdays

2011-04-27T06:40:00.000-07:00

We love working on the first edition of Jack Magazine, but gad, sometimes you just want to dig yourself a hole in the ground and stay there.

favorite movies

2011-04-24T06:54:00.000-07:00

Dirty Dancing, Breakfast at Tiffanies, Lords Of Dogtown, Control, Somewhere.

when we drink

2011-04-16T14:10:00.000-07:00

I should name this blog the "photoboot blog known only as lol". Really, I should. So yeah, now I am sitting here, by myself, listening to THIS playlist, drinking Jack Daniels and smoking out the window. This city is empty. I have the writing block, and as a journalist working on your firs magazine, that sucks. Bigtime. You know those days which starts out good, turns band, and then hopefully turns good again? Well, this is one of those days. Hopefully it will turn out great. I`m going out! See yah.

doll parts

2011-04-15T09:00:00.001-07:00

Photoboot, lol.

It´s friday, it´s easter, I have four new books and M83 is playing on the stereo. This is going to be a good weekend. The amazing Funkin Matt is playing at my favorite club here in Trondheim tomorrow - too bad all of my friends has gone home for the holidays. I on the other hand, is stuck in the city working. I love it though, so I should not complain.

no pain, no brain

2011-04-14T12:47:00.000-07:00

In Berlin, we found this amazing place called "White Trash". A tattoo-studio, live stage, restaurant and nightclub divided over four floors. The DJ was playing tunes rights out of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and the beer was cheep. This is the place where cute english boys with curly hair comes up to you and asks if you want to "see his magic place". In other words, a nightclub after my taste.

Schönhauser Allee 6/7, 10119 Berlin

guess what?

2011-04-13T10:48:00.000-07:00

I finally arrived home in Trondheim this afternoon, after spending a week with Jack Magazine work in Oslo. Or, I would not say "finally". Every time I visit Oslo it makes me wonder what the hell the 18-year-old me was thinking when I decided to move to Trondheim. On the other hand, this city has treated me pretty well the last two years, but now I am ready for bigger cities, more people and hopefully: cheaper alcohol and a milder climate.

I just got aceptet on the Magazine And Feature Writing course at Southampton Solent University! In other words, I am going to live in England next fall!

dream, dream, dream

2011-04-12T12:09:00.000-07:00

One day, I want to live in an apartment like this in Paris, New York or Stockholm. Preferably, there will be a hammock, lots of books, three meters under the ceiling and window-sills wide enough to sit in there. A big plus would be to wake up next to a husband with brown curly hair. He will work as a photographer/designer/something creative, and we will spend our days in the sun, drinking wine, holding hands, talking about everything and nothing and skating around. I am the worlds biggest pathetic cliché, but still I get butterflies daydreaming about how life maybe one day will be like.

Btw, Roskilde have finally dropped the bands for this years festival. A little bit satisfied, a little bit disappointed. Oh well, festivals never disappoint. We will have the times of out lives no matter what.

soft black outs

2011-04-06T10:04:00.000-07:00

Built up the courage to try out the maxi-skirt trend while in Berlin. I think I like it.

Skirt from American Apparel.