Posts Tagged ‘Ikea’
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 »
Homestyling Huddinge
Light and fresh
Homestyling is a big thing in Stockholm. Apartments and houses have such a high level of average styling, that it is hard to sell your apartment, if you unveil how you actually live. There is a flourishing business called “homestaging”, that pimps your place with exciting wall colors, Philip Starck chairs and Bauhaus lamps for the couple of weeks it is on sale. This costs a couple of thousand Euros but you sell the place for 20% more and it is so worth it. The housing market is perfect to a degree, it’s scary. Read the rest of this entry »
Sonjas moose and my spark – not related.
Way to spark!
It is sunday and this is a quick update on the comeback of kick sleds. There seems to be only one place around Stockholm selling them: “Granngården” – or “The neighbors ranch”, a store for people who have farms, horses, shotguns, moose- spyglasses and no problem with -40 degrees during forest labour.
I admit I did not really fit in, Read the rest of this entry »
Broken busses and beautiful surfaces
British thoughts under Swedish tree
Someone interviewed Johan Hakelius in Dagens Nyheter the other day. He has written a new book about extravagant British ladies, none of which are alive today. Johan is known for his love for England and long gone centuries. He is also quite cynical and not at all lagom in his statements.
His British-Swedish insights made me smile. Read the rest of this entry »
The difference between Ikea
Germany - Sweden
There is a major difference between Germany and Sweden. Actually, there are many. But there is a major difference between German and Swedish sleeping.
I was confronted with this for the first time when I rented a cute little room on Södermalm back in 2005. Painfully aware of Germanwings’ baggage limitations I carefully chose the things I couldn’t live without. Among those the super warm bed cover I had gotten from my compassionate mom (I am always cold). Coming home from the mandatory trip to Ikea, Read the rest of this entry »
