Parfume: Givenchy EauDemoiselle
Clothes: Navy inspired
Lips: Lancome, bright red
Delisch: Thick apple pie
Sigh: drag the suitcase
Yey: Max tonight
Weather: sunny n spring sparkly
Sadness: someone's moving away, butt I'll pretend it's not happening.
I spent the better part of the day trying to think of something to write. I looked deep within my hopes and tried to find the one thing I could write, that would truly change my life. One word stood out. My name. I want to write my name thousands of times. I want to find your diary and write my name on every page. That way, no matter what you chose to do with each of your days, somewhere, you would have to find a moment for me. I could take comfort in the fact that I will still be a part of your day in a week, a month, a year, a lifetime. I want you to be able to flip to any page in the book of your life and see that I will always be there.
Sometimes you take a small dab of paint from my palette. You dip your brush into my words, and sweep them across the canvas of your life. You inspire me to create, and you inspire me to search for colors that I have never known. I want to find a new color. I want you to paint a portrait with a shade that only we know about. I want you to be displayed in the galleries of my mind forever.
So, I left the spring in Malmoe,
for a wintery and gray Helsinki.
Can't say much when duty calls.
At least I had a 3 hour lunch in Stockholm with lovely Karin yesterday.
3 hours, yet not enough by far.
Some friends just fill you with energy and warmth.
Need them to recharge myself.
Sometimes I feel like I use them for my own feel good.
I want to wake up one day, and even if I can't find you there, I want the sheets to still be warm from your body. I want the pillow to smell like your hair. I wanna look out the window and see a dry patch of pavement where the rain couldn't hit the ground beneath where your car was parked. I want to see your empty coffee cup in the sink. I want your perfume to linger inside the door you just walked out. I want each of these things to be a reminder of the reasons I want you to be in my home. I want to share a pillow with you. I want to write my thoughts on your photos, since your photographs inspire so many of my thoughts.
I chose the wrong dress for this windy day.
I think I showed my goods to a few.
I decided that it was time for a flowery summer dress today.
Cheered me up.
It just fits perfect.
Partly cause of the lacing on the sides that you can adjust.
It's a Betsey Johnson.
Mon cherie Johanna F gave me this loveliest vintage table,
wich she had painted for me.
And the tulips I got from Anna,
they were waiting for me when i got home.
I have the sweetest friends,
and I love them to bits.
I'm so into Mad men now
I've been saving myself,
but a few days ago I started to watch the first season.
I love it.
And I love how they do everything that is "dangerous and a big no no" today.