weekend wars

since i take photo classes now i get to borrow a camera from my school! i'm not sure that includes taking it out on town, but what's the point of having a camera if you cant use it to take pictures of your beautiful friends having fun? yeah exactly. so i did anyway.

christiane is back in town!

we got all dressed up and went out in the night, the subway is so totally glamorous.

pout pout pout

we convinced each other to wear heels, not very dance-friendly, but at least we looked hot.

went to see bonde do role, pretty great concert.

after a while i gave up and danced barefoot. rip pantyhose.

trond erik onstaaage

after some messing around we ended up in this dodgy pub, kinda boring, but familiar faces all over.

happy julie

saturday we went to see some friends play.

(nice sunset.)

and then we went to freudian kicks for some free booze, thoguh we mainly hung out outside in the window sills as usual...

and then... blablabla

haha, flashhhhh

theeen we went to the fuck shop (the club-thing, not a real fuck shop, sadly). too crowded, sortof got thrown out, escaped backstage, met junkie looking woman who told us to eat crackers if we got knocked up.

the end.

ps. im working on the answers...

ps2. the safe as milk-mystery is solved! turnes out it was the captain beefheart album after all. hm.

shoot

after days of taking in larger amounts of variously interesting information, my head feels more or less empty. so instead of me writing something, i thought you could, meaning we'll have a little question round. all cool blogs need a question round. ehhh. but anyway, try and come up with some fun questions now, and i'll answer them as good as i can. GO WILD

you're a young girl, you should be at home.

taxi driver, martin scorsese

all parties should have heart shaped balloons

photos by ida

LOVE

safe as milk

this little sentence was saved in the drafts on my cellphone around 3 am some night last week. i have no idea what that was supposed to mean (all those free drinks...), i doubt that i felt like reminding myself of the captain beefheart album or something like that, so we can just pretend that it had something to do with milk the blogger. at least she's got great legs and knows how to wear pink. two crucial qualities. or at least worth a drunken sms. or eh whatever.

photos: imilk.blogg.se

memento mori

hunnd.se

chadwick tyler part two

foto decadent

baby please kill me

school's horrible. i can't take all these routines and getting up early and concentrating and sitting still in tiny classrooms doing pointless things.

i miss the holiday. i miss sitting on roofs, smoking in window sills, sleeping all day, dancing all night, wearing the same clothes two days in a row cause i never got home, having time to do everything i want to, but ending up lying in bed all day. i miss the ocean, bare legs, ice cream for breakfast, cake for dinner, festivals, sunshine, sitting in parks, new friends, old friends.

i want to go to bed at 6 am, not get up at 6 am.

photos: christiane grelland, richard eriksen, idacandy, me

teenage kicks

the second film from øya turned out to be all dark and mainly band pics, and the fuckers at the photo store forgot to scan half of them, but well well. here they are.


cut copy. not bad, not bad. and in some way we ended up right in front of the scene.





















pirate love. we left when they threw water on us.























emil, marie, silje. awwww




















master piece of cake. our new favourite band! at least from norway. they had cute matching outfits and everything.





















lindstrøm. heh. bright.


















feet




















squished PIGEON



















grinderman! nick cave! hurra!

another fading beauty on the sunset strip

just because these are the prettiest photos i've seen in a while.

chadwick tyler / foto decadent

i'm so glad we're at the same place at the same time

i've developed some pics i took at the øya festival! most of them suck but they're still the prettiest pictures in the world. disposable cameras ftw.

qties

dirty pretty things!! carl barat is hotttt

bloglove

diplo if i remember correctly. ahhhh balloooons

happy kids

this was at fleet foxes. they were great.

well this feels weird...

photo: hilde groven

can't we just forget the whole thing and escape to the mountains

school starts tomorrow. i. am. going. to. die.

the skullset

there is blood on all the shoes you've worn

ok i know what i said about vice editorials, but... alice dellal is cool. (and i need to get myself some seamed stockings sometime in the near future.)

øya by night

one night we went to see the presets and such. la riots. the place was packed when we arrived, but suddenly everybody just disappeared. which means we got the dance floor to ourselves, no complaints.

photos: eva rosa hollup/smuglesning, christiane grelland/snusk, bee's boutique on flickr



twins



































































































sidewalk party hothotheat

more pix here and here

the time of the crime

02:10 am



















02.11 am














SCREW YOU, PAUL MARTIN

wednesday nights

it started out fine... (gallery parties seem like heaven after being bored to death at fashion week)

but then, you know... too many free drinks. too many afterparties. too many funny ideas from mr richard eriksen. yeayeah. great fun.

hey ho

in some way i've ended up on all the busstations in trondheim (from what i've heard, i've never been there). me n jostein did a campaign with hilde groven for mercur, a mall in trondheim.

the shoot was so much fun, we got to style ourselves and hilde is just the cutest person. i think the result turned out good, though jostein looks so funny and unlike himself in the last one, haha...

bad quality, sorry

outfit lzm, øya day 2 (and 3 for that matter)

we found this almost-mint green house when we went out to get some cheap food (festival food is expensive shit) so i had to take a picture with it. hothotheat

photos by fleurette

i'll stop the world and melt with you

people getting married must be the most fairytaleish thing that actually happen in real life.

though i find it utterly and completely incomprehensible that people can promise each other to stay toghether for the rest of their life (i mean, the rest of your life is an awfull long time), weddings can be the most beautiful thing. i fell a little bit in love with these photos by maxim amburg.

photos from foto decadent

i have a new dress and it's the prettiest dress in the world and webcam is totally hot and i'm not sure i want to do this anymore...

till the break of dawning

sorry for being so absent, but im busy hanging out at the øya festival. and such. C U SOON

photo: oslonights.no

prettyyyyy

flowers

yes very provocative

photo from vice mag. of course. have they had one single photoshoot lately without flashing a tit og an ass or someting? ok sex sells, but come on. think of something else.

life is a party. so dance

cotton candy fall

i just forced myself to look at style.com's trend report for this fall, and i'm glad i did, cause it made me realize how much i hate it. why do they absolutely have to push all those dark colors in the most depressing season? why why why? fuck that shit. i looked thorough the fall collections to find something better, and i'm thinking... BABY PINK

this is what i found:

luisa beccaria. not only are there no black garments here, but it all looks very cinderellaish. i love to dress up as the most innocent girl in the world and then go out and get trashed up. this would look excellent with messy hair and bleeding knees i think.

dries van noten. i think i've posted this one before. grandma chic.

blumarine. this is so amazingly tacky! looks like paris hilton dressed up as barbie. wow

on second thoughts, it looks more like paris hilton dressing up as paris hilton.

marni. same pastels, less paris. heh

marc jacobs

emanuel ungaro

vibskov in oslo

thats riight. henrik vibskov just opened a store in oslo, in tollbugata 15. they carry (amongst others) comme des garcons, raf simmons, opening ceremony, arne & carlos and bernard willhelm. and they have cosmetics and moleskins and everything.

and... at the opening party i managed to talk to henrik without knowing who he was. hah oops. we left early.

anyways, you should absolutely check this out if you're in oslo. posthallen, round the corner from freudian kicks.

(thanks to ida candy for lovely photos!!)

min älskling är pacifist och istället för att kriga har vi sex i min säng

i tend to get hooked on things. right now it's this:

light shades of brown. my beige-obsession is here to stay apparantly. i think half my wardrobe is beigeish now. or something.

lolitaish things (some of you might have guessed this already)

white clothes with black underwear

belle de jour by luis buñuel. makes me want to brush my hair and wear complicated makeup. (just kidding, that's never gonna happen)

aaand. putting soap in fountains. you should try it sometime, it makes everybody happy. (photo by jostein)