Monday 9. Sept

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Doing orange and grey today. High waist pants from Zara, the Beetles shirt from Threadless, cardigan from Fransa, sandals from Korea and belt D&G. I love how it is still warm and summery outside, indian summer ftw.

Friday 6. Sept

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Today I am wearing two dresses, using an evening dress under. I have my favourite pair of boots from Nilsson shoes, bright checked orange socks from The Bike Repair Shop, the usual coat from Weekday and a stripy scarf from H&M to go with the socks and earrings.

Today there will be after work dinner with the other PhD candidates at CIGENE, I am really looking forward to get to know them a little bit better.

And we still only have nice plans for this weekend, people visiting and drinking wine. But we have only painted one coat in the livingroom and we probably have two to go…

Summer in Seattle

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A cold morning, but rumours of a hot afternoon. My favorite purple skirt from H&M, silver sandals from Paris, mint green top, striped blazer from Zara, loads of silver jewlery. Green ring from grandma, car necklace from Erik, wristwatch from uncle, earrings also Erik, wristband from me.

New bag!

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So this is my new bag. I have been looking for it for a long time and there are so many bags, but none of them fitted. But this bag can contain my iPad, packed lunch and glasses, but still look businesslike and small. Wich was exactly what I needed. I have been holding my iPad in my hand since April because I didn’t want to carry one of my totes around half empty. But now I have found the perfect size with the perfect colour. It is from Kate Spade, a brand I difinately need to return to. So many pretty colours and patterns!

Six weeks ago

It has now been six weeks since my last Saturday without plans. There has been one weekend meeting, three weekends of moving and two weekends of camp or preparation for camp. So today we did nothing. Which means that we did quite a lot…

Yesterday we went running for the first time in ages. It was total pain as I haven’t run in months and because it was hot and sunny. But it was good and Erik pushed me up all the hills and down again. After the run we went to the relly good restaurant just over the road for Italian. Pasta stuffed with ricotta and asparagus, some great amber ale and a whole bottle of sparkling wine. There was some live music and all the time in the world.

We started today in the local breakfast joint, sharing one plate of pancakes with banana and syrup and one of hash browns, eggs, bacon and toast. There were also some Cappucinos involved (learned that in Italy). We then did our grocery shopping through Amazon (it will be delivered tomorrow morning) and went into town. We did the underground tour, walked along the waterfront, got lost at the Pike Place Marked and I had my first ever fish tacos. We bought these flowers for 10$ and some groceries for dinner.

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Now we are back home and hopefully we will be hungry soon. Need to remember that I don’t need a whole portion for my self…

Bad taste

We all need a splash of bad taste – it’s hearty it’s healthy, it’s physical.  I think we could use more of it.  NO taste is what I’m against. Never fear being vulgar, just boring.”

Diana Vreeland

Raincoat for the city

I think I have found the perfect raincoat for Erik from Norwegian Rain. They are based in Bergen (logically), but also have a store in Oslo and ships to all over the world. The coats are a bit pricey, but I will see what I can do.

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Front and back of the simple men’s coat

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Would this be something for me, you think?

Gutt i kjole!

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Eller egentlig, far som lar barnet sitt ha på seg det det vil.

(jeg har lenge sagt at vi er ikke likestilte før gutter kan gå i rosa kjoler uten å bli sett rart på. Og dette er første hintet jeg har sett om at vi går i riktig retning. Aller mest elsker jeg har faren går i skjørt i sympati og at han ikke vil prate om fremtiden, men er realistisk til hvordan det kommer til å gå etter hvert)

Outfit w wellingtons

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I am not afraid to use my rubber boots, even though they are not the prettiest ones, and I never loose hope that the weather will change. So a week or so ago I wore my rubber boots that morning, but remembered to bring sunglasses, so on the way back from the office I could use them in the sunshine. And then it doesn’t matter that you are wearing boots.

I should maybe find a new and more city like pair, because these will probably get holes soon.

Tights!

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I bought three pairs of new tights in Italy (didn’t do that much shopping, I have to admit) and I love them. One red, one purple and one orange. So a couple of days ago I went in colour block orange. The quest for the perfect tights continues.

Paris (or planning, really)

I went to Paris last weekend. I didn’t notice it much, but I was there. I knew Mary, Jón and Radu already, and Mary and I share a love for all things pretty. Especially dresses and skirts and pretty colours.

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On our way to the office the first morning.

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We used two rooms in the offices of the French scout association.

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This is the only picture I have of any of my outfits that weekend. Notice the summer shoes!

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Radu in action. White boards <3

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Hand support is important for thinking

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Part 1 of ‘the creative team’! (I am the second part)

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Lunch the French way

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Notice how consumers are doing what Coca Cola tells them; Radu with Zero and Mary with light.

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A normal lunch in France, coq á vin with veggies on a straight line. Very tasty!

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Mary had chevré salad

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My crazy sized and truly wonderful lemon merengue pie

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Happy southerners (they’re from Partugal and Greece)

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The Paris I saw sort of looked like this

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Outfit pic of Mary before dinner

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The gals, red lips and grey 😉

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They talked about football a lot

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We talked about interesting stuff 😉

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When in doubt, have steak. Ask for “bleu”, it means blue. I think it is the best thing about French, they don’t have a word for “rare” (as in “how do you like your steak”), they say blue.

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I had snails (escargót), risotto and some bubbly.

I will show you the pictures from the (rainy) Sunday later!

Erik got a year older too

It was a really good dinner and a nice evening with gifts and friends when we celebrated Erik’s birthday one week in advance. So, as always, in reverse order: DSC_1108

Gin and tonic

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K-pop in the background

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Our pretty champagne glasses

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And wine/beer glasses

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One of Erik’s presents, a crayon for his telephone

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My outfit for the evening. It was terribly hot in our appartment because of the sunny day and the three hours the steak needed in the oven. Loose summer dress, new red earrings, Ruby Woo lipstick and some dramatic

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Bubbly!

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The making of coffee. Our kitchen only takes two and a half.

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Birthday dinner! Steak, chick pea salad, Greek salad and roastes potatoes and sweet potatoes. Yum.

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I love Ruby Woo

Do you remember that I bought this lipstick? It is the Ruby Woo!

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It’s from Mac and I had heard a lot about it. I have now used it a couple of times and I love it. Love it.

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Why? It literally lasts for 8 hours, including all the eating and drinking you actually need to do during that time. It is more pink than I thought it would be, but I’m definitely buying it again.

Flaggermusen

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For to uker siden tok Erik med seg sine to bestemødre og meg i operaen for å se flaggermusen (Die Fledermaus). Det var lenge siden sist vi hadde vært der og det var deilig å få litt annerledes kulturelt inntrykk synes jeg.

Opera er omtrent så variert som TV-serier og du kan få alt fra alvorlige dramaer, krim, episke kjærlighetshistorier og komedier. Flaggermusen er en forviklingskomedie der alle lurer hverandre og er utro og det hele kommer fram på grunn av en stor fest.

I produksjonen i Operaen nå hadde de valgt å flytte handlingen til dagens nyrike på New Yorks Upper East Manhattan, der champagnen flyter og moralen likeså, et dekadent motemiljø. Denne nye oppsetningen av Flaggermusen har eventyrlige og fargerike kostymer av designer GaryMcCann, de var virkelig helt hinsides. Som en blanding av Lady Gaga, Pricilla – Queen of the desert, Alexander McQueen og ellevill gatemote (dvs Anna Dello Russo). I tillegg var kulissene utrolig elegante, gjennomførte og innovative.

De sang på norsk (blandinavisk), noe jeg aldri har vært borti før, men det gikk egentlig bra. Følget mitt syntes det var vanskelig å høre hva de sa og de pratet mer (dvs sang ikke alle replikkene sine) enn jeg har sett før, men jeg likte det. Det var en bra torsdag kveld og hyggelig å være ute med bestemødrene.

Jeg anbefaler absolutt å komme seg i operaen annet enn til jul også. Men det er på ingen måte gratis, nå som vi ikke kan betale studentpris lenger. Huffameg.

Fashion and blogging

I’m not sure how many of you read fashion blogs and street style blogs, but there has been a big discussion in the fashion world after Suzy Menkes wrote about the The Circus of Fashion in the NY Times Magazine. She addressed the issues of the grey areas in fashion blogging and of those who are now professional bloggers, but also put a finger on how the fashion weeks now are all about the street style going on outside the show, rather than in the show.

Two of the blogs I read have written very good replys that I would like to share.

First, The Man Repeller, on blog is a dirty word.

“Outrage, however, because reducing an entire generation of sprouting professionals (the bloggers) to the perpetual black (well, actually neon) sheep of fashion just doesn’t seem very open minded.

On the one hand, Menkes is right. Fashion is changing and it is doing so quickly. The industry no longer belongs to the upper echelon dwellers exclusively and has made room for the amateur groupies to carve their own gold stud-laden paths. Sometimes these paths lead to interesting, innovative movements but sometimes too, they don’t.”

“it’s impossible to deny that the world is changing. Traditional fashion jobs are far and few. Maybe Menkes just doesn’t get it, which is fine. She doesn’t have to. But the hunger and supply for editorship hasn’t dwindled in spite of more unfortunate circumstances for the demand. There is a reason, after all, that Gen. Y–which is only becoming more important as we get older and begin pushing and stimulating our economy–has been dubbed the entrepreneurial generation. Many of us couldn’t land the jobs we wanted, so we just made our own. Sure, the training isn’t traditional but my generation is brilliant; we are over-educated and often over-qualified for the jobs that we do take. Tradition and innovation have little to do with one another and in the battle of success and relevance between the former and latter, the latter has proven itself quite victorious.”

“This is my generation, my vocation, my moment that she is reprimanding, and I, too, have a sincere problem with the notion that front row squatting may be based less on excellence in trade and more on social following density.”

Then later my Style Bubble, Susie feels like the sad clown.

She first comments on the previous article:

“What it is though is a beautifully written defense of fashion blogging as a profession, pointing out its shortcomings, its strengths and how it has changed the industry.  It argues with tact and a measured tone.  It ends with a potent question of how do we earn respect if we cannot police our (bloggers at large) own ethics?”

“It’s an ambivalent position that I occupy.  Yes, I am a blogger.  Yes, I dress in a way that can be construed as peacocking.  But I have also worked at a publication.  I now freelance for other publications.  I’ve now been going to shows for a good four years and more.  Increasingly I’ve felt conflicted about what it is that I do.  I’ve cowered in embarrassment when I say I have a blog.  Depending on who I’m speaking to, I’ve also had to add that “Oh, and I write for other publications” just to feel like that validates me as someone who isn’t a complete fraud.  I’ve also strongly defended my content at conferences.  I’ve hopefully gained some respect from designers, editors, stylists and journalists.  You might ask, why does it matter if I’ve not earnt any respect from the industry?  Aren’t you an independent fashion blogger who flouts the rules?  As we all know, that isn’t how it works.  I don’t work within my own parameters or to put a pun on it, in my own bubble.  I have to work with the industry to get the content that I’m after and I’m happier for it.  We can talk about the “good and pure” days of fashion blogging but I remember it as a time when I’d email PRs or designers and get ignored or when I would have to sneakily take some crappy pictures in a shop because it was forbidden to do so.”

“Because the b word has been tarnished – asking us how much money do we make, suspicions that every blog post is sponsored, outfits that have been littered with gifts, accusations that we’re poseurs and not fashion critics, lack of journalistic standards – things, which, I along with others have been guilty of to some degree or another.”

I really love how they both have responded so elegantly, level and after having thought it through.Both their blogs on the topic are well worth a read. But I am also excited about what will happen to the fashion industry now that bloggers are eveidently here to stay.

How to do your birthday

I am turning 25 in a little over a week, and I have to admit I haven’t thought mutch about it. As you might remember, Erik and I had a big party last year, but this year I’m not sure if I want to do anything special. In January we celebrated our friend Åse’s birthday with home made tapas and a “quiet” party, or maybe I should call it low key? I did take some pictures of the evening.

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Chocolate and raspberry is one of my favourite compbinations

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This isn’t that bad either 😉

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Åse has the coolest poster, her mother competed in the Olympics in 1984.

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We brought falafel

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Love the shirt!

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Even the sewing machine was in party mode

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Look at this!

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My plate, a delicious meal

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My outfit for the evening. This skirt is a life saver, in every outfit crisis, and I really liked the brooch I got from my grandmother (yes, it’s fur). And I need more white shirts, they are so versatile.