Have you heard about The Great Interview Experiment? It’s a brilliant idea, and Neil can take all the credit for it! the idea behind it is that “everybody is somebody”, everyone has an interesting story to tell. Participating bloggers get paired up and everyone gets interviewed, and interviews someone else. I participated last year and had the good luck to meet two amazing gals. So when I heard about it this year i wasn’t going to let the change go by! I was interviewe... Read Full Story

This isn’t something I generally do. I don’t generally blog about things that are sad or upsetting. There are enough places to get bad news, I don’t need to add my blog to the list. But this time it’s about someone I have met, talked to, hugged, laughed with. This time it’s about Anissa. Anissa, whom I met at the pre-BlogHer party for the first time, but immediately made me feel like I was among friends (and gave me her goody bag!) Anissa, whom I wish I had manag... Read Full Story

*yawn* I got up at 4.30am, people. To go to my favorite H&M store, crossing my fingers on the way there that there woulnd’t be too long a line. As it turns out, there wasn’t a line at all: about 35 people were just standing messily in front of the doors, blocking the sidewalk and leaving not much room for late comers to line up behind them. ... and here I was thinking Swiss people were organized When I suggested that we stand more tidily and wrap around the corner, so that ... Read Full Story

I am a huge fan of Sienna Miller’s – her style, not her personality. Which I cannot judge, because I don’t know her. Though if I had to judge, the thing with Balthazar Getty woulnd’t speak highly of her. Anyways – I LOVE her style. Like most British peeps, it’s a bit kooky at times, but spot-on most of the time. Great makeup, perfect accessorizing, and especially that fantastic, boho-meets-rocker style of hers, which never looks too put together, too studied, but it i... Read Full Story

The weather has been pretty miserable for the best part of a month here. Rain, rain and more rain, with a precious few, tentative, teasing sunny days in between. I am sort of moody to start with, and the weather just adds to it. I don’t have it down to a science or anything, but I am more likely to be in a bad mood when it’s bad weather – though one might argue, what is ‘bad’ weather to me might be good weather to some, so for the sake of clarity and argument, letR... Read Full Story

What do you want from a shoe? You want it to look good, no doubt. You also likely want it to be comfortable, and you probably want it to be wearable, something that will spend more time on your feet than in the box. And undoubtedly, you will want it to be worth whatever you paid for it. That’s a lot to ask. Isn’t it? Do you think it’s possible to find shoes with all those attributes? It is. Tricky, but possible. Many seem to think that it’s easier to find comfortable f... Read Full Story

What do you want from a shoe? You want it to look good, no doubt. You also likely want it to be comfortable, and you probably want it to be wearable, something that will spend more time on your feet than in the box. And undoubtedly, you will want it to be worth whatever you paid for it. That’s a lot to ask. Isn’t it? Do you think it’s possible to find shoes with all those attributes? It is. Tricky, but possible. Many seem to think that it’s easier to find comfortable f... Read Full Story

Disclaimer: this post was written on a whim, several weeks ago, and never published because it felt a little too cheeky and borderline obnoxious. However, considering that I am currently wallowing in a pathetic lack of energy and inspiration, this post now now being published because, well, what the hell. I wish I was skinnier. Or rather slimmer, since I am not skinny at all. Don’t you? Really, being honest here, between us gals. If not skinnier, then surely something else. Everyone has... Read Full Story

Disclaimer: this post was written on a whim, several weeks ago, and never published because it felt a little too cheeky and borderline obnoxious. However, considering that I am currently wallowing in a pathetic lack of energy and inspiration, this post now now being published because, well, what the hell. I wish I was skinnier. Or rather slimmer, since I am not skinny at all. Don’t you? Really, being honest here, between us gals. If not skinnier, then surely something else. Everyone has... Read Full Story

My husband thinks I hate bikes. I don’t hate bikes, I like them… a normal amount. I can ride a bike, but I don’t own one. My daughter owns a bike, and I have no problem with her riding it, as long as she wears her helmet. However, I won’t allow her (as long as I can control that) to become one of them. Allow me to backtrack a little: when I lived in Copenhagen, I was used to seeing lots of bikes on the road. It was somewhat surprising that so many people would use a bi... Read Full Story