Archive for the ‘Homeland’ Category
A new mom’s desperate search for fleece
Sun and warm socks
Autumn has come to Stockholm.
Beautiful mornings on the water (thank god for our new boat), cosy looking fashion in the shop windows and the world shifts to orange. This also means shopping functional clothing for kids. Since this is my first winter as a mom, I am amazed at the prices of miniature fleece jackets. Read the rest of this entry »
Tractor, food and too much nature
Coop Online
Who said living on an island was inconvenient?
I finally tried Coops online delivery service and must say, I am impressed: The tractor arrived at my garden gate 16.00h sharp and off jumped Göran with a smile. He is the man with the motorized float, electrical delivery trike and the mini- excavator. He also never drives any of these vehicles without sunglasses. Read the rest of this entry »
Cowboys with push chairs
Rocking the cradle
Sweden is famous for its nature, IKEA and the many gay nannies a US- friend thought he had spotted on the streets of Stockholm. True, there are just as many men with strollers and coffee cups as women (see lattemamma). But they are dads.
I met this dude on the bus today. Mixture between wild, wild west and Hells Angels on paternity leave.
Gotta love this country.
- Posted from my iPhone
Fruit styling – a recap
Mangoes on fire
The swedish speaking community has already given this some attention and with the latest spread to the car industry, I think fruit-styling deserves a translation.
Selling your place requires serious styling in Stockholm. All apartments and houses are so white and light and fresh and modern, there is no chance you will get a good price when your house looks like your house. Read the rest of this entry »
News from the North
Next farm: 278 km
Two fantastically nordic news alerts came in yesterday, very much qualified to illustrate this remote part of Europe. To start with I should provide those not familiar with the local conditions with some cornerstones: Norrland is Sweden’s most northern state. With an area of 261 292 km² it covers 59% of the countries’ surface but is home to only 12% of its population. Which in return means: very few people per square meter. A common joke is Read the rest of this entry »
Steiner: back in boxes and the chase for cool
Cool in 1928
When I was 13 I hated about everything with round corners. I did not want to practice the piano anymore, was generally embarrassed during Chorus – although I dearly loved it – , thought the kids who each had their own TV set were coolest and was convinced my mom purposely tortured us with whole-wheat pasta. Or that “milk from cows” in brown glass bottles with the disgusting greasy stuff on top. Read the rest of this entry »
Midsummer, Quincy Jones and a banned Ikea commercial
Small frogs dance
Midsummer weekend is over. Celebrating the longest day of the year, the shortest night, light in the sky until the sun rises again. Midsummer is also a celebration of fertility, which is hard to miss considering the shape of the midsummer tree. Read the rest of this entry »
Loving Stockholm
Love
When in our mid-end-twenties many of my friends packed their suitcase and CV and walked into offices in San Francisco, Tokyo, Sydney and New York, I took a timeout where no one would find me and have been stuck in Stockholm ever since. The question “why” has been asked a thousand times, verbally or using small muscles in friends and colleagues faces. Swedes tend to think I am weird, Read the rest of this entry »
King Kungen König – media gone mad
Mad Man?
This time I managed to react before I got complaints from Berlin about not writing about the hottest Swedish subject. The scandal has moved to phase two. Like the Royals I have kept my mouth shut and watched, but it is really starting to get to me. Not the possibility of the Swedish King having visited shady places. Not some mysterious images of something possibly dirty. Read the rest of this entry »
Tired with fever – Saving the matrix no 2
Not awake
When flipping through iphoto this morning, I stumbled over these two pictures. I remember taking them in the subway on my way to work. It was one of those mornings where I felt very much like a foreigner, not at all in harmony with my environment and I had a 700 meter long to-do-list in my bag. Read the rest of this entry »
