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Monthly Archives: August 2013

on majorca: sunglasses from uterqüe

By Marlene | Published: 14. August 2013
Spruced_Mallorca_Sunglasses_Uterque My goal before I leave Majorca: find out how to correctly pronounce Uterqüe. Uter-what? Uterqüe. Okka first told me about the brand a couple of years ago after she went to Majorca and I've managed to find one of their shops pretty much anywhere I've been in Spain since. As if I'd keep a small detail like the language barrier from shopping. The brand's style [...]

on majorca: do

By Marlene | Published: 12. August 2013
Spruced_Mallorca_Do1 Was it Thursday? Could've been Friday. We were on the beach, sunlounger to sunlounger, Steffi turned to me and said: „Mhmmmm.” I smiled and answered: „Mhmmmm, mhmmmm.” Then we both looked back out to the sea and all of a sudden the to-do lists were deleted from my thoughts. Even the ones I'd made for this holiday. Two weeks would be plenty of [...]
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on majorca: the bare necessities

By Marlene | Published: 9. August 2013
Spruced_Mallorca_TheBareNecessities Something I (deliberately, maybe) didn't mention about packing for a holiday: I always pack too much. It's inevitable. When I then open the suitcase at my destination I discover – okay, silk dresses that need to be ironed were perhaps a touch too optimistic. But there are a few things I was really happy to find in my suitcase, because I've worn them [...]

on mallorca: blue

By Marlene | Published: 8. August 2013
Spruced_Mallorca_Blue I have discovered a new favourite colour for summer: „ridiculous blue”. Happy greetings from Majorca, folks! Where my pace is suddenly very slow and the internet even slower. See you again in a few days. Maybe.
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going on a summer holiday

By Marlene | Published: 5. August 2013
Spruced_HolidayEssentials Okka's question to me: What are your holiday essentials? My reply... It doesn't matter where I'm travelling, the same thing happens every time the day before I leave: I wish I had had one more day. There's still so much to do, four loads to wash, 37 mails to write, nails to paint, nails to re-paint, because I dunked them in the dishwater too quickly, [...]