No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris

I adore my new glasses. My lover gave them to me as a gift today, hidden in a gorgeous bouquet with red and yellow roses! I don't even know why I got them!
I'm wearing thrifted high-waisted pants, thrifted belt, bandeau-bra from Cubus, cardigan from H&M, retro glasses from Ebay and wedges from Quote by Orville Wright. The pictures of me laying in the grass and of my shoes are taken by my lover.

If you get invited to your first orgy, don't just show up nude. That's a common mistake. You have to let nudity "happen"

I find these kinds of quotes quite hilarious! Obviously, since I entitle most of my blogpost with sarcastic and somewhat rude quotes - either from my own head or some semi-famous dead person.
Emma decided to strike a pose with me today. It's kind of refreshing, considering all of her previous butt-pictures.
I just realized I haven't shown you guys these wedges before; despite the fact that I wear them all the time. I got them weeks ago, but since I don't take outfit pictures every day, they've managed to avoid blogblic display. [Blogblic: a mix between blog exposure and public display]

I'm wearing a sheer blouse from Vila, bustier-top from H&M, high-waisted shorts from BikBok, tights from H&M and wedges from Quote by unknown. You can hype me on if you want :)


Delance Fashion Community picked me to be their featured member for the next couple of weeks, and you can check out the interview here if you want!

Thank you so much guys!

Spring fling

Finally, here is the proof! Spring has arrived, and I couldn't be happier!

White light

As I promised, this is my interpretation of the picture I posted earlier today. I choose to wear a nude palette and overexpose my pictures to get the right vibe. I'm quite pleased with the result too! I love experimenting!

I'm wearing a nude dress from Vila backwards, sheer blouse from Vila, hat from, pearls I got as a gift, socks from Cubus and shoes from Din Sko.

One girl, Ebay and that perfect dress

Once upon a time, not too long ago, there was this girl who learned about a secret marked place called Ebay. She had been daydreaming for years about finding the perfect summer dress, and had nightmares about never finding it at all. She had heard stories about treasure islands when she was younger; about gold, silver, silk and beautiful treasures in all sizes and colors, but never thought she would take part in such an adventure herself.
One day, this girl was sitting in front of her computer, feeling somewhat restless, when something inside of her made her shiver. It was not a bad shiver, more of a curious one, like those tingling goodbumps you get when someone touches your neck. She had typed in that tiny word, which wasn't really a real word, into her search engine - and was waiting for the bay to reveal herself. Confusing as it was to start with, she managed to click herself into an alley of sorts, which included all kinds of womanly items. Internet alleys aren't scary at all, just filled with pretty things. And not so pretty things. A lot of weird things too.
After some hours, and what can only be described as some kind of super powers;
-because searching a thousand corners in a thousand homes across the whole wide world can be rather difficult even when you are looking for the perfect dress, she found something.
It was black. It had flowers. It was puffy at the bottom. It was perfect. All she wanted to do, was to press "buy it now" - but the auction did not end until two days later, and she did not want to go to war. A bidding war. She waited patiently for hours, almost forty-eight ones, and was sitting there, counting down. She imagined wearing it and feeling the fabric against her skin. Suddenly, someone else placed a bid. It was on!
The price rose, but the beauty of the dress seemed to raise equally with every minute passing. She had to get it. It was her destiny. And when the last seconds were dissapearing into the nothingness of the internet, she placed her final bid.
And, she got it.
One week later, unaware of what was waiting for her in her mail box, she stayed in bed all day. When her lover came home from work, she heard that recognizable sound of a package wrapped in paper. And there it was. The beauty itself. Her whole heart pounded when she pulled the straps over her shoulders, straightened it out and looked in the mirror. It was love. True love.
I'm wearing my new dress from Ebay, thrifted belt, owl-necklace also from Ebay, gray cardigan from H&M, hat from, random tights and boots from Benelli.