VIVRE SA VIE

Hello,

A new logo for ya' - a new city means a new blog structure! Trying out different approach. And wondering if my old followers will still follow me as I've moved to Stockholm ? 

So here we go, little recap from what's going on in here: I left Paris three months ago because I was too homesick/sick to my stomach. Six years of my life I had given Paris, and what had Paris given me back!? (rhetorical question) Not much you would say, except painful moments of heartache and severe alcohol (read. red whine) problems? Well actually, there aint much I regret of my time in the french capital. I had a dream when I was 18 and that was to live in Paris. To speak french. Not just be there for a short vacation of a couple of months, but to actually integrate. I made my dream come true. And as the years passed my dreams developed until the day the dream wasn't to live in Paris anymore. One of my oldest friends came to town in november last year, she started to talk about Stockholm and life there and to say the least it got me really excited. I hadn't been happy in Paris for a while, my closest family of friends had long gone and I felt for a very long time that this solitude I felt inside didn't have to be there.  Get me right here; I've experienced so many great and crazy things during my time in Paris, I've gotten to know so many wonderful people and gotten friends for life there. I have enough material to write a whole series based on my vie parisienne. And as cliché as this might sound I got to know who I was. Oui les amis. But who knows, maybe I'll be back soon-ish.   



















It's good to be back, changer de l'air as they would have said in France, to change the air a little. I listen to new music (Swedish- there is so much I've missed), I watch a lot of movies and swedish television, catching up on the Swedish discussion of feminism, enjoy the forest on the little island on which I live, see my siblings and family as often as I can. I try to focus on me and what I need. So difficult. But hey! I've missed this blog! And so I decided to change a little. Hope you'll like. It's not a super fashion tumblr experience in here. Sorry for that. You'll have to go to pinterest/instagram/anothertumblr if you want JUST photos/inspiration. Not losing my speech. So I hope to see you soon? 

Swedish Mothers Day

Min mamma. Så många bråk vi haft genom åren, så många tårar, hysteriska skrattanfall och så många jag älskar dig över telefon.  Så många resor, så många uppoffringar, tidiga mornar och körningar. Så mycket ansvar att lägga på en människa, tre barn, hus, heltidsjobb och studier. Alla gånger det har krisat i Paris och du varit där på Skype eller i telefon, så långt härifrån. Du gav så mycket. Alltid. Denna starka, envisa och intelligenta kvinna som lärde mig och min syskon att man aldrig ska tänka på jobbiga saker efter kl. 22 på kvällen, att man aldrig behöver tvinga sig själv att göra saker man inte gillar och att man ska kämpa för att vara en ekonomiskt oberoende kvinna och individ. Tack för att du fortsätter att tro på och älska mig och mina syskon. Älskar dig mamma!

Stockholm

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Sverige / Sweden

Nu åker jag till La Svezia gott folk! Till hösten, fika, påtårskulturen, familj, fina vänner, hundar, födelsedagsfirande, morfar, långa promenader och sovmorgnar! Ses där! 
*Off to Sweden people, see you soon!

Lycka är / Happiness is

Lycka är att få boka en resa hem till Sverige, mamma och pappa och alla syskon när man behöver det som mest. Om tio dagar...