How the sunshine has got me bringing out the big guns for a glowing look. It is no secret that spring has properly arrived to southern Sweden by now and that we are about 2 weeks from seeing people sporting various shades of pink. Yes, many Swedes still live under the illusion of ”once I have burned I will go brown”. Lets just cut the crap right there…
How Olaplex, a visit to Headon Malmö Live has inspired me to make a plan for how to care for my hair. A few days ago I shared a post with you telling you all about how much I have been neglecting my hair in the last years. In fact, before last week I had not had my hair cut for over 2 years. *Pause for dramatic gasp*…
How life is now forcing us all to stop, take a breath and remind ourselves that the only thing one can control is our own reactions and feelings. Nothing else. I can’t even begin to count the amount of times in the last two years where I have been taking everything but deep-belly breaths. I have often had to lay my right hand on my heart just to…
How a visit to Headon for a fresh new hair look made me forget that the world is on fire for a few hours and remember that there is a tomorrow in the midst of all this madness, sadness and worry. Do you know how many DMs I get on a weekly basis with questions related to hair ? M-A-N-Y. And I love it, so please never stop.…
How a luxurious little Oskia glass jar made me realize that there are face masks, and then there are face masks. When my aunt got married in Miami, I was 6 years old and wanted to be just like her. In my eyes she was EVERYTHING. As a gift to all her female guests, she gave a little bottle of baby blue body lotion with shimmer inside, which…
How the global Covid-19 virus has made us change the way we greet each other, how we travel and the amount of hand-soap and hand cream we are consuming. I will not lie to you, I have not been feeling too concerned over the spreading of the virus, but this week since the travel-ban to the US was announced and the stock market plunged, it suddenly feels as…
How a beautiful brunch at Kitchen&Table organised by my blogg-boss Nathalie got me considering a serious digital detox. Last Saturday I was kindly invited to a brunch overlooking my beloved home, Malmö. Now, for those of you who have not yet been here or even maybe heard of it, Malmö is honestly not the prettiest of cities. It is a industrial city which is frankly rather rugged and…
How a creamy white nail polish manicure made me realise that color is fun and simplicity might be chic but it is a bit boring. Just to get one thing out in the open, this nail polish is not French-manicure white. It is a grey, creamy white pastel coloured dream. I don’t use the word dream lightly, especially not when I’ve just also called it boring in the…
How a jade roller in 2012 smelling like garlic got me into facial massages as a mode of relaxation and banished all previously perceived (imagined) puffiness. Right, no normal person would never write about something as luxurious and self-indulgent as facial rollers and massage tools in the same sentence as the word garlic. But I am here to serve you and to burst all imagined bubbles of normal…
How two full days of work-related meetings in Stockholm reminded me of the fact that talking beauty is one of my favorite things to do. It is no secret that I have always been drawn to colors, textures and the creative aspect of make-up. Believe me when I say that I have found some pretty gruesome pictures of myself taken in my bedroom at the age of 12,…