Hej hej!
I've had my friend Johanna here for a few days. We've been friends since we were kids and lived in the same neighbourhood (actually even long before that but that's another story involving a plastic frog).
Yesterday we had a day filled with lots of nice things, I thought I'd show you.
We walked through the cemetery and I got the most amazing film idea that I won't tell you anything about because it is so wonderful I'm afraid someone would want to steal my oh so brilliant ideas. And we can't have that!
Johanna trying out the comfiness of a seriously large sofa.
Found our way to
Antikhallarna.
In one of the shops I bought old postcards and studio portraits of beautiful and/or funny strangers, and Johanna found some pretty bills.
Then it was time for
fika!
Johanna is tasting the mango smoothie...
...and giving it a great review!
Kids of today, taking photos of their food.
After a while we continued our walk through Gothenburg and found this welcoming sign. So pretty, we just had to go inside!
Climbing the stairs to
Floramor & Krukatös And we stepped into this. I think this might be the prettiest shop I've seen. Flowers and things everywhere!
I mean look at this! So many pretty things!
We looked around for quite some time.
Smelling the flowers.
The pretty plants were outside as well.
Flower nose.
There's even a coffee place in the courtyard and I feel like I've found a beautiful treasure in the middle of the city. Must go back soon!
It was summer in Gothenburg. I love how people start to use the surroundings again after so many cold months of just walking from point A to point B without looking around.
Park and tulips.
When we walked home we realised that day had turned into evening. Our feet were sore after walking around for hours.
It's windy in this town!
Johanna "Crazy Eyes". Compulsory elevator pic.
When we were home I baked bread and we sat in the kitchen eating warm bread and drinking tea for a few hours before Johanna brought out the big guns. Or eyeshadow palettes, in this case.
She work as an esthetician and she's going to do my makeup on the wedding (
100 days, wooop!).
Starting off with a blank canvas.
Here I'm listening intently. I'm not sad beyond words, as it may seem.
Here I'm listening intently. I'm not a small child looking fondly at fluffy bunny rabbits, as it may seem.
Laughing with powder flying around my face. It could be dangerous. It went well, though.
Applying false eyelashes. Not removing the ones I already have.
Artist at work.
I won't show you more now, but we found out which things didn't work and which ones that did.
It was midnight before we were finished and I was all dolled up. And then I had to go wash it off for the night. All that work for only five minutes!
Fun fact: Johanna was the one doing my makeup for my highschool prom. She already knew back then what she wanted to do.
Today Johanna went home again after a too short time here. We always have so much to talk about! And we didn't have time to do even a third of all the things we had planned.
Now I'm going to try to persuade David to go with me for an evening stroll. Wish me luck!
Our weeding invitations. A vintage postcard got a tiny modification...
Today it's exactly 100 days until David and I get married.
It's going to be a small and cozy wedding with as few wedding traditions as possible. We're not fans of old traditions that we don't have any idea why we're supposed to do them. The important thing for us is that the day will be free from stiff rules but owerflow with feelings of calm and joy.
The absolute closest family and friends, no toastmasters (master of ceremony), since we are not religious it will be a civil marriage and we will hold our wedding at our favourite place of all, Österlen.
The most important thing of all: we will get married, David and I, the way we want, hopefully in nice weather under a lonely tree on top of a hill surrounded by friends, family and sheep.
Two colourful things ending up in my stomach.
Water with fresh mint and sweet lemons (such a weird and lovely lemon!) and a plate of tasty things like fruit, vegetables and italian salami.
Two pictures of my jewelry work.
One of beautiful vintage marbles soon to end up in necklace pendants, and one of a Cage pendant in the making.
Two of me.
One with somber hues and a goofy face, and one with bright colours and a calm face.
It's all about contrasts, you know.
I had a lovely lovely weekend and now I'm looking forward to a great week with one of my oldest and bestest friends in the entire world. Tomorrow! Can't wait!!
Yesterday was such a lovely spring day. David and I walked into town and took the way past blooming cherry and magnolia trees. It felt like ages ago we did that, walked that specific path to town and just strolled around. We had some errands to do but mostly it was just really nice to be out in the lovely weather.
The fort Skansen Lejonet pops up between two bridges.
We took the path through the cemetery Stampen. I love this place all year round but spring time is extra pretty (well, autumn might be equally lovely) because of all the green leaves and blossoming flower trees everywhere.
An oasis in the middle of the city.
The cherry blossoms called our names. I want to just live there, among the branches filled with flowers.
David looks sceptical, but I assure you he was just thinking very hard about a movie idea. That's what he looks like then.
I was not thinking about anything other than living among cherry blossoms.
Swinging my bag adorably.
The skirt is from Thailand where I had it made. It turned out more fancy than I had planned so I don't use it that often but yesterday it was "Fancy skirt weather" so it was perfect. The jacket is several years old, from a stall on Camden market in London, and the bag is one of my favourites, from
Frank and Gertrude.
And of course I wore matching socks.
I love cemeteries. They are a more dramatic kind of park. I'm not religious so I have no connection to that part of churchyards but I just really appreciate the calm seriousness of it all. It's pretty at the same time as it's sad because people have loved ones there and they go there to remember, mourn, feel. I think it's beautiful.
A meeting by the bench.
Found a magnolia tree as well. Magnolia is my favourite flower and tree all in one. When I grow up (not gonna happen in a while, probably) I'm going to have AT LEAST five different magnolia trees in my garden. Maybe ten.
Gothenburg!
Trädgårdsföreningen hiding behind the trees.
We went to
Antikhallarna to look around in search for a special thing. We found it! Tell you more some time...
They have a café there and it's such a lovely place I'm sure I will be there all the time this spring and summer.
We sat out in the sun and I ate a cake with a tongue on it...
It was a super tasty cardemom cake.
David looking fondly at that thing we found that I wont tell you about...
Hello!
Then we went to buy a new diary for me. I write every evening as you might know (22 years and counting, every single day).
On our way home we walked past this sign. Love how rusty it is and how it, sort of, blends into the brick wall. It says Bicycle parking forbidden.
Close to where we live there's a tiny park in front of an apartment building and for some reason I just really love it. It's sweet, has lots of trees and this, kind of sad looking, playground. Nothing fancy, it's just something nice about it.
And they have a really big cherry tree.
I had to stop for a while. Stop to sniff, to dream, to long for a garden filled with ten, no, FIFTEEN magnolia trees and five cherry trees.