Sunday, June 9, 2013

Eating Recently



Quinoa with mint, spinach, butter beans, peas, and mushrooms with a lemony nom-nom dressing.



The open-air bar in our closest park has started serving tacos.  And they aren't half-bad!  Though we have to suffer through the DB crowd to get them, I think it's worth it.  You people in the US with your cheap and plentiful taco options, you don't know how good you have it.  Most Swedes don't see the difference between flour and corn tortillas.  I KNOW, RIGHT?!



Speaking of Swedes, apparently buying your popcorn topper at the movies is a thing.  Like, you buy your popcorn and you also buy your flavored powder right there, too.  Are we doing that in the US these days now, as well?



I may have set a pretty high bar for a weeknight dinner with this one, but thankfully my boyfriend is patient and can wait it out with some crackers in the other room.  I made this pistachio falafel WITH all three sauces.  This biz is gluten-free and good to go!  Follow the link for some real pics, but trust me when I tell you it's delicious!




Also, we've been "eating" lots of rosé these days.  'Tis the season!  Here's Melora showing you how it's done.


Snapshot



One of the more batshit outfits I put together recently.

Chiffon dress from Cos, sequin-trimmed sweater vintage Adolfo, worried horse jacket vintage, earrings from & Other Stories.

Speaking of Cochino



She still has a thing for artist boys.



And she just finished an embarrassing week sporting every animal's least favorite accessory.

Here's the sitch.  Girlfriend has a bit of what is commonly referred to as "cat acne."  (Or as we call it, "pizzaface.")  All this means is that she has some clogged/infected pores on her little kitty chin-chin.  The vet prescribed a something that humans use for acne, so there I was putting it on twice a day for a week or so with no improvement--likely because she was swiftly wiping it off as soon as I went in the other room.  So... she got coned.  Just for about 15 minutes after each application, but still.  Her defeat was pretty obvious.  Though she was obviously demoralized while wearing it, she never bolted or hid when she saw it coming.  She handled the whole thing with poise and class.  Damn, I am so lucky to have her.

One Outfit, Four Photos



Uncut cord skirt vintage (reclaimed from my parents' basement last time I was home), blouse Weekday, necklace gifty from Emma ages ago, shoes Rachel Comey (can't really see 'ems, though).


Lack of ironing is apparent.  Whoops.



Close up of the lovely vintage print.  


Looking down, shoes off.



Meanwhile, someone was keeping an eye on me from her favorite perch.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

One Outfit, Three Photos





I call this one "Cosmic Jesus."  Or something.

Jacket vintage, shirt H&M, skirt & Other Stories, rosary vintage, tights H&M, shoes Acne.

Spring Is Here



This sign captures the frenzy.  Vattenmelon!!!  What else do you eat when the weather turns??




The days are getting longer.  The sun's setting later and rising again around 4 am right now.





Lunches are taken outside, gulls are everywhere.




Of course, there are perils to sitting outside.  

(This really happened.  I must note that the fly was not IN my soup, but arrived in my mouth at the EXACT same time as the spoon.  How's that for timing?)




All of the classic cars are on out and about.  Supposedly, there are more classic American cars in Sweden than in the US right now.  There's a fun fact for ya!




And it's festival season.  Only in Sweden is a Jared Leto band given top billing.  Is this a joke?

Wearing Lately



New metallics from Won Hundred.




See the smiley face?  My outfit is happy.




JT took this photo of me and B just outside out apartment a few weeks ago.



This shit's gonna be big.  Dogdamnit.  You heard it here.




Red carpet waiting room at the GI center.  Way to make scope patients feel like celebrities!




I love the top of this vintage dress.  Makes me feel like a cupcake topper!

Sunday, April 14, 2013

And Finally... The Cats

Cats run Istanbul.  I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself.  They go where they please, into stores and cafes.  They are well-fed and generally healthy and polite (if it is within the scope of politeness to enter someone else's property and make yourself at home there, of course).  The shopkeepers leave out food and water for them, and it's common to see a kitty bed in the stores.  (Someone told me that the locals would rather have cats than rats.  Totally.)  I can't tell you how delighted I was to be around all of these kitties, though I'm sure you can imagine.

Here are the photos.
























I think I counted 12 or so cats in this one frame of vision.  Clearly, this was their HQ.





















I love how this guy looks like he's trying to put it on plastic!






Stuff on Walls--Istanbul Edition

























Nice cover up.






I love that this one says "Biron."






Note the tea.









And this beauty is from our office in Istanbul.  My first thought was, "That's perverse!"  But then I realized it was just bad.