Woke up to a grey and misty morning, jumped into my clothes, ignored the gigantic tear in my stockings, swept some make up on my face, made my hair into a pretty bun on the top of my head, tied a ribbon underneath, chose some matching pair of earrings, hung the camera around my neck and flew down the stairs only 20 minutes after I've woken up. I'm just cool that way. A ninja with the super power of making myself dolled up in less than half an hour. Aw Yeaaah!

The reason for my morning eagerness? I was having a flea market date with my dear friend Becka, and my purse was filled with coins from the christmas fair that I re-discovered like a long forgotten treasure in a tin box the other day giving me the feeling of being all rich.
First stop was the flea market of Finska Pingstkyrkan (Finnish Pentecostal Church). It is a strange place. Mostly really ugly things but sometimes you'll find great stuff there super cheap.
It always smells horrible there because they serve boiled eggs and herring in the café there every saturday and apparently they're not fans of open windows or air condition...
Hej Kompis! (Hi buddy!)
Here you can see a blurry Becka inspecting a questionable bag while I hide among the coats.
I found a lovely lavender blue dress in a 60's style that I think was made by the previous owner. I love to find hand made stuff when I'm thrifting! It makes the clothes even more special in my opinion.
Becka found three gorgeous teacups that made me super jealous. Not that I need any more teacups, but still...
Next stop was Ungdomshjälpen (Youth help). Every time I walk in there I think that I'm going to buy lots of neat stuff but I NEVER find anything. Don't know why I bother coming back, really. I guess part of the reason is that it's really close to where I live. And the hope that I some day will find something amazing there.
After our little thrifting walk we walked past an impromptu christmas tree cemetery. And Babys legs. Apparently.
Found a cozy corner at the french coffee place.
Becka splitting a salmon sandwitch in two.
Half a salmon sandwitch and half a semla makes for a truly amazing fika .
Becka trying to pour coffee gracefully...
...but ending up giggling adorably half a second later.

We sat at the café for almost two hours talking about life, love, work and creativity and didn't say goodbye until we had marked a new date in our calenders.
Such a good way to spend a free saturday morning.
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