Woke up to this news and it breaks my heart. So young, so sad. RIP.
Over the past few weeks testimonials and stories about widespread misogynism and how it affects women have been shared through the #metoo. What started as a hashtag on Twitter by the actress Alyssa Milano, has now become a movement and it is a painful testimony illustrating that anyone can be a victim of sexual harassment. What I think is the most important aspect is the view on sexual assaults, and the ambiguity it stands for – that it shows that all men are potential predators. This is about how society allows these men to take advantage of women of all class, culture and social status. The voices of #metoo demonstrate the scale and extent of sexual abuse and harassment that women face every day. It demonstrates the scale and extent of sexual abuse and harassment that men put women through every day.
Something is happening. Thank you all who have shared stories. We are placing the blame where it belongs. We are here.
Jesse Lacey, the front-man of my all-time favorite band Brand New has been accused and admitted to sexual misconduct with a minor. To me this is saddening, but not shocking. I even remember joking about his leaked nudes from isanyoneup but it was never funny. It doesn’t matter if he was twenty, or if he’s now owned up and apologised. I’m struggling to separate the artist from the art.
I’m glad this is their last tour, I’m glad I got to love them for over fifteen years before this news got to me, I’m glad I saw them again only a few weeks ago and I’m glad I got to experience this year’s best album Science Fiction. But mostly, I’m fucking sad. All fucking men. #ripbrandnew.
Favorite person, favorite city. September 2017.
It has taken a long time, but I have finally found the perfect tattoo artist and her name is Emelinn. She only does stick’n’pokes and is based in Stockholm. Check out her Instagram, Tumblr and put money in her pocket.
First post in forever. Work has been crazy which is also why I decided to leave Stockholm for New York for a month for half work, half vacay. Already half way in and I never want to go home. I love this city. No day is the same, even though I’m only working from hipster cafés, running in parks, dogspotting, hanging out with Alice or spending an awful lot of money on ice coffees and slushy drinks in the heat. It’s been a long year, but being here is definitely helping me to figure things out. Maybe this little space will come back to life soon. Until then, ttyn.
As usual, I’m skipping town and going back to Los Angeles this holiday season. I’m really only hoping for a little bit of sunshine, a lot of palm trees, spontaneous tattoos and some pitchers of margharita. In other words: vacay! It’s been a while now. Last time it looked like this:
A few randoms from my Pinterest.
Coming back from Lisbon I had to spend a few hours on the airport in Frankfurt. So I did what I always do – I bought new books. One of them was Sophia Amoruso’s #GIRLBOSS. I’ve seen it, but never felt the urge to read it until now, being very bored and too tired to read anything heavy. So what is #GIRLBOSS? It is the philosophy of Nasty Gal’s founder Sophia Amoruso.
I started reading it with very low expectations as I do not appreciate what I call American feminism that has been portrayed in several popular books by bad-ass women in the past few years. I’m talking about Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, Lena Dunham, Mindy Kaling, Caitlin Moran and more. I’ve actually read all those and ended up extremely disappointed since the notion of what they call feminism is being ‘one of the guys’ and absolutely nothing more to it. I don’t know why I was surprised but it left me sad. Anyhow, I thought this was going to be another one of those books but Amoruso clearly states on the very first page that this is not a feminist manifest, although she calls herself a feminist. I appreciate that.
Amoruso’s only 30 years old, and she shares her story of how she went from an anti-capitalistic community college dropout to the CEO of a 100 million dollar company. Sofia and her personal story is a big part of the Nasty Gal brand. I had absolutely no idea what an empire Nasty Gal is. It’s a fascinating and inspiring story, sprinkled with semi-mindful advice and foul language that wants to show that you can make something purely out of passion and drive. I didn’t think it’d work for me, but it did. I read it cover-to-cover and felt both amused and inspired. I love bossy girls. I love reading about them. I love the feeling that there will be more of us. And I really, really long to move to LA.
Obsessed with Lazy Oaf tbh and I barely even wear color, nor “cute” prints.
Started off my vacay with a little trip to Lisbon with a few of my favorite people. Lisbon must be one of the top three beautiful cities I’ve ever been. Literally every block and every street had amazing architecture – tiles in pastel colors, big windows, tiny balconys and abandoned houses and graffiti. Very Wes Anderson-esque – and in a good way ofc. Our huge Intendente apartment was beyond amazing, like an art deco interior dream. We spent our days having late breakfasts on our balcony, strolling around the city, drinking 60 cents double espressos in the sun, hanging out in rooftops or at the beach, ubering to weird clubs and watching the euro games. I will go back.
I am getting quite obsessed with the plants in my apartment, constantly finding excuses to pass the fancy floral shops and flower market on Mariatorget trying to find new ones. I have no idea what I’m doing but this is my mental image: