It bears repeating: Stockholm looks really good. I mean, just look at Columbine Smille. Hers was the first picture I took on Monday and the last picture I took yesterday. And if I had to make up a postcard of Sweden, she'd be on it.
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It bears repeating: Stockholm looks really good. I mean, just look at Columbine Smille. Hers was the first picture I took on Monday and the last picture I took yesterday. And if I had to make up a postcard of Sweden, she'd be on it.
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Seeing Stockholm in late January, I'm asking myself what Stockholm looks like in June. I'm guessing almost unbearably good. Because even under grey skies, the city shines. After two days here, I'm also asking myself: Is it possible that even public toilets are designed so well that you want to move in immediately? Is everybody blonde? Should walking into [...] 
It's now 2.30am. I have to get up in three hours. Why am I not sleeping? WHY? The harder I'm trying, the more impossible it is to shut my eyes. I guess I'm too excited about going to Stockholm in the morning. My first time visiting fashion week up there, although I had hoped that for my premiere I'd be accessorizing with something other than big black bags [...] 
Once I've fallen in love with an idea, I can't help but see anything else. I've been fantasising about a copper lampshade lately. And when I saw the new Mongrels in Common collection I must've looked like a magpie in a jewellery store. Copper! More copper! The belt? The coat with the studded collar? How about everything. Although perhaps the most beautiful [...] 
Right now I'm exactly where I want to be after four days of fashion: on my couch, in my jogging bottoms, eating Rittersport and watching the football. So instead of the usual Sunday programme of "a week in fashion", I'm switching over to hibernation for the day. But I'll leave you with another one of my highlights. Fashion week saved its best for (almost) [...] 
