
d Berlin!; Doing lots and lots of vintage shopping and sending back a big (and f****ing heavy) box of delights to Finland. All yummy stuff for my soon to be vintage shop!; Going to the tax office to get a certificate indicating that I've paid all my taxes. I wasn't so sure!; Fucking good Bavaria beer; eating loads of vegetables; Finding the energy to do some sports again. I've really been slacking for a few months and felt super tired and drained all the time. Now that I'm moving I feel so alive!; Not having the swine flu. I'm surprised as I once destroyed my immune system with a bad case of hooping cough and have gotten EVERYTHING since. A sick child, I am; Having a manicure at the Beauty Expo last week. How great is it that someone ELSE does your nails for you!?; Getting really excited about doing my nails since. Next: Nude pink with red tips dipped in copper glitter!; Presenting my business plan to some professionals and getting them excited, which in turn makes me so excited&happy&shlkgjhjgh!!!!; One of these people being Matti Majava, the founder of the first ever second hand shop in Finland (in 1969) and the famous Finnish jeans brand Beavers. I met him at the fashion expo and he was just the sweetest, most excited and genuine man. I would have taken him as my husband in a heartbeat had he been 40 years younger!; Helsinki has been chosen as the world's design capital 2012. Yay to us!
d Scannography is totally fascinating and beautiful. I think I might have to buy myself a scanner and make the photos for the vintage lookbook with it!
d I wish I'd have seen this Lady Gaga Poker Face make up tutorial by Michelle Phan before Halloween! Also, love love love this Brigitte Bardot tutorial! I think I'll sport it this weekend on a trial of a flirt trial night out with my friend! (Yes, we're taking this getting a boyfriend business seriously for once!)
d For more great make-up tutorials see Vorstadtcinderella. She seems super sweet and funny, does great tutorials and has a cute site. Downside for you? She's German, so there might be a slight language barrier!
d We may well have watched Belle de Jour's adventures as a high class prostitute on "The Secret Diary of a London Callgirl" or read about them on the blog of the same name, but so far it hasn't been clear who is behind these witty stories. Now Dr Brooke Magnanti has outed herself as the woman behind the provocative diary, which was also translated into a book. Read about how the professor of informatics, epidemiology and forensic science managed to hide her identity for a whole long six years and what it feels like now, when the truth about her past as a whore is out. I also recommend reading her blog (which she is still updating!), it's most amusing and certainly gets your thoughts rolling.
d RIP Daul Kim. Articles covering her death on the Telegraph and the Huffington Post.

d For each of us there are dealmakers and dealbreakers in relationships, reasons why we would or would not date somebody. But some people are just weird that way! Here is my favorite: You are not a delicious pizza.
"I see what you are trying to do there. Really, I do. You’re trying to get me to notice you. But you are not a delicious pizza! I know, babe. I’m sorry. I don’t care about that new lingerie, or the new fragrance you’re wearing, or the fancy new hat you bought. I don’t care about any of that. The fact is is that you’re just not a delicious pizza.
See, I want to put you in my mouth. I’m sure - if I really thought about it - I could put you in my mouth. But you are a girl. You just wouldn’t fit.
Now - the PIZZA on the other hand - will FIT in my MOUTH. And it tastes delicious, like the dough was rolled on the backs of Ukranian beauty queens and the cheese is strong, sweet and powerful, like it was fermented between two Hemingway novels. And the toppings! THE TOPPINGS. I can choose The Pizza’s toppings, but I cannot choose yours because you are “a lady” and you “can vote” and “dress yourself”. I can dress the pizza however I see fit.
So no, babe. I don’t care about your naked body, your blowjob practices, or your ability to perform the oft-talked about but nary-actualized ‘Beaver Hat’. The fact is that you are not a pizza, and I’m sorry. Are you crying? Why don’t you me and the pizza sit down and wa - - -
Fine. Be that way. I’ll be here with my baby. The only one that understands me."
d How to build a successful online store. This kind of stuff is so useful to me right now!
d I play the lottery. I am a bit addicted to it. Actually, I am obsessed with it. The worst thing about it is that I always play with the same combination of numbers. So on those (few) dreadful days when I forget to buy a ticket I'm convinced my combination is going to win the jackpot, leaving me empty handed for the rest of half an eternity.
I much rather think about the things I would do if I DID win. If I'm completely honest I would first have an out of control shopping spree on net-a-poter. I mean, who am I kidding, right? Then? I'd put part of the money to the side so I can later start my own little charity and go help orphans in India or something similar. I'd love to physically go help. Next I'd either buy my existing flat or try and find a bigger one in my area (which is kind of impossible), buy another small apartment to house all my guests in, and a third for all my clothes. Then I'd go mad with interior design! There are just SO many fantasies I have about my home. Before I manage to spend all my money I would buy my mum her house. You got to give something back, right? My brother would get an unlimited gift card to amazon.com (which might get me in trouble) and my dad? Well he is one of those people who has everything, so maybe a yoga lesson or two to relieve the stress? With whatever I'd have left over I would travel to Stockholm, Berlin, London, New-York and other fashion hotspots of the world for an all out vintage shopping spree. I'd also buy a lot of shoes, naturally. I'd probably take a few months off and travel the world, see new places and cultures and just chillax. At this point all the money would be spent and I could return home and wear all the delicious clothes I bought. I know this sounds totally shallow, but it's the sheer truth. The things I dream about daily.
The point here was that I'm not the only one who has thought about it. If you won the lottery, you would...
d Man vs. toddler. Who wins?
d I barely ever watch the news or read the papers. The reason is not that I'm ignorant and don't care about the world. It's that I'm tired of reading about the rantings of the idiots who lead this world of ours. Since the summer all Finnish news has had to offer were stories of prime minister Matti Vanhanen and his election money fraud, the swine flu and Obama (well, he is OK). The major problem for me, though, is that I don't believe half the things they tell us. This documentary on failed coup in Venezuela 2002 just proves my point. Hugo Chavez was illegally detained, the National Assembely and Supreme Court dissolved and the country's Constitution declared void. What the world was told was from another dimension. Watch the whole shocking documentary The Revolution Will Not Be Televised (filmed by chance by a Danish crew) here.
d Eight myths about the Swine flu revealed. Still, the fact that Dick Cheney owns Tamiflu makes me suspicious about a) where this whole thing came from and b) how seriously one should take it. Its funny how every time some big political crisis is terrorizing the world, an even bigger pandemic comes along. Here is an article that, unlike the previous one, is very critical of the H1N1 pandemic. Please note: I am no expert on the subject, nor am I a scientist. I just want to get people thinking!
Talking about the Finns complaining... I present you with the complaint choir!

Have you seen the movie 'Mary and Max'? Max, a middle-aged man from New York, wins the lottery, buys a lifetime supply of chocolate, a ful collection of noblets (little toys like smurfs) and gives the rest to his old, half-blind neighbour. She gets her teeth whitened, a whole bunch of new stuff and a jet pack rocket. She dies from the jet pack rocket. She donates the rest of the money to a local animal shelter, but the owner of the animal shelter takes the money for himself and buys a new ferrari and breast implants for his wife.
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I think i'd do pretty much the same thing as you if I won the lottery though.
i think if i won the lottery i'd have an enormous spending spree and go absolutely crazy for about one month then get sick of it.... all i really want is enough to do what i want to do... no more "working for the man" haha.
ReplyDeleteplus i was just reading the comment above and the movie looks really good... still haven't got around to watching it though!
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Ah, I think it's quite funny you linked to that Brigitte Bardot tutorial! I saw that a while back and it's really great. Mind you I'm worthless with makeup so I skipped that, but the hair bit is so fun and easy! Hell, I wear it around the house!
ReplyDeleteHaha, I saw that 60 minutes clip on Finland some time ago, it's a bit exaggerated sometimes I think, or a bit too generalised? The Finns I've met are so different from that. Generational differences maybe? Oh, I don't know, but Finns are wonderful people in any case!
Anyhow, I always mean to comment on your articles more, your blog is really inspiring, and makes me want to upkeep mine better! I'm really excited to hear more as your business progresses. It sounds like such a great idea!