Executed

Halloween party in Vittula last night.

Managed to come up with a costume in the last minute. Executor and a zombie combined. Or something like that.

If not obvious which it obviously isn't, that's a maze in my hand. My deepest apologies to those who were hit.

Hello, taxi please. Name? -Just look for an executor on the corner, there aren't too many on this street, thanks.this street, thanks.

To not bore you with only pictures of myself, here's a wolf for you. 
 Jack Nicholson was there too.

Stretch it out

Cardigan and tights/H&M, Jacket/Vintage.  All clothes passes the stretch test.

Mirror Mirror

Fashion bloggers tend to take outfit pictures of themselves in the mirror all the time. It looks very easy and sometimes a bit silly I think. The truth is, it's quite a skill, or at least you need to think of a few things to make it a shot worth posting. First for example you need a good mirror in a good spot. As you see above, the one in my house doesn't meet those criteria. Also you should think about cleaning up the space around the mirror. For example don't let your basket full of dirty laundry be visible in the background and move all other shit that will be visible if you don't want people to see your mess.

Here the problem is the flash and the boyfriend's red rain jacket on the left, but the door is closed and hides that dirty laundry.

In this one no shit is visible but so isn't the outfit either.  Now you know why there are no mirror outfits on Styleomad.

Woody and I

 Sunday evening a time to reflect back upon a time when life had so much more to give. Like yesterday when the day started with some spontaniuos horse riding and ended as expected with a few drinks. The wooden horse gets the blame for my sore body today.

Crossing bridges

Lunch break at the Danube. The view of the Freedom bridge, Gellért bath and a monastery is making me think. Is it freedom bridge because you have to choose to go either to the bath and indulge or to the monastery and live a simple life with God.

 Tough decision ehrrm.....

Denim top, skirt with scarf print and belt/vintage

I choose to not even cross the bridge and go back to work.

Sunday Sunny Sunday

Best way to start the week is to let your brain stay in the weekend. Now my mind is sitting at a restaurant drinking sparkling wine with friends while my body is typing this post.

Cheers to myself.

We went from lunch to a beer festival. Karin and I both wore beer camouflage tops. It made no sense, it was still visible we had a beer in our hand all the time.

Money were spent.

Bruno found a dog to play with.

We found the dog's owners, a cool happy Spanish couple. That was most of my Sunday, not a bad one at all.

OOOOPS! I just realized this wasn't my Sunday, but actually Saturday :)

 Nevermind it would have made a good Sunday as well.

Right?

Looking to the left.

Dress, Retrock/ Purse bought in Belgrade/ Shoes, old from Skopunkten/ Belt, old.

 Looking to the left.

WTF is on my left?

Focus

 Lunch at Jerry's the day before the wedding.  This place managed to keep me away from the sun for a while. My skin thanks you Jerry, without you maybe I would be peeling on my first day in Sardinia.


So, finally I managed to pick a few of the pictures from Sardinia. I went there to go to my friends wedding. I haven't been to many weddings but this is my second one in Italy. Soon I will be an expert and can be hired for Italian wedding consulting.
I took quite a few pictures, not too many nice ones though, seems either my brain or my camera was out of focus.

The massage girl on the side of the restaurant. She had nice colourful shoes, which you can't see in this picture.

Waiting next to the square to go to dinner the day before the wedding.

Happy people at dinner.

Vintage skirt from Retrock/ heels Reserved,/earrings H&M

After eating and drinking like there is no wedding tomorrow, you might need to focus on one certain point to not get sick. My point happened to be in a stone wall and it grew on me, or was that a cactus growing one my back?

I ate all the chocolate

New old denim top I found at Humana the other day. This is all I have for you today, except the picture of Swedish chocolate below together with the label of the top.

Crazy world filled with Swedish chocolate. The world is now in my stomach, now it sounds like I ate a piece of denim when I really meant the crazy world is in my stomach because I ate all the chocolate. That didn't sound too good either.

Hot in dots

Skirt with dots/Stradivarius, Shoes/Skopunkten

Is it the weather or am I just fucking hot? 
The answer to this is the weather. Of course.

Dress with comfort

Dress and denim vest, Vintage

Very comfortable dress that allows you to move freely.

I come from Sweden

Back in Budapest again and already found some trash to hang out with.

Scratching the back of trash is a completely altruistic behaviour. Some people might say it's just meaningless, but we all come from different places. I come from Sweden.Literally.

Outfit mixed with ice cream

T-shirt, Bershka/Belt, skirt and bag, second hand

There are some things you always have time for even in a busy week like this, getting dressed is one of them and eating ice cream is another.

I'm going in!

Men always ask why women always go together to the bathroom. The true answer is to get rid of them for a while, but also that it's for some reason a good place to take pictures. The pictures are in general not good though.

Skirt Ungaro Parallele (Vintage)/ Jacket H&M

No more pictures please I have to go!

Fake waves

Sunglasses and top H&M/ Skull Necklace, made by me.

 A Greek lunch on a terrace next to the Danube is not bad. The wind was pretty strong and for a second it felt like being by the Mediterranean Sea, having a bit of salt water sprinkle in my eyes. But then I realized the salt came from the man at the next table was salting his fish and the moment was gone.

I drowned my sorrows with Greek wine and looked at the river. Not too bad that either.

The fish, also longing for the sea, so I made a fake blue wave.

Get dressed Grandma!

A while ago I told you about some old night gowns I got and was planning to wear as summer dresses. Now I finally wore one of them out, and at night of course. When else?

Your grandmother has the same dress? Well, she obviously can't bother getting dressed when you visit. Otherwise you wouldn't know, right

The fabric in better light.

Hats and horses

Almost weekend again! That reminds me of the Kentucky Derby Cinco de Mayo party I went to last Saturday. Hats were required, horses and Mexicans preferred. The latter two were, to everyone's disappointment, a no-show.

Or actually, there was at least one fake Mexican and people were just as happy with that

Pinata getting smashed by a woman in a white hat.

Treasures, for the people

Skirt Stradivarius/ Everything else/Vintage

Posing with a trophy killing is not cool unless it's made of paper and has never showed any sign of life.

Reshape in no time

Hoodie dress from H&M

Look at the shape of my body in this dress. Pretty amazing if I can say so. My whole life my hips have been wider than my chest.

Not anymore!

Oops!
It turned out it was only the angle of the picture and it doesn't look like all my ribs were removed, at all.