Maybe it’s fitting that I arrived back home in a heat wave today. Everything ran at a very reduced speed and I couldn’t have moved any quicker anyway after the week I’ve just had. A week in my parents’ summerhouse in Denmark: don’t set the alarm, get up whenever, watch the sun crawl over the veranda, eat breakfast with Fibersund and blueberries, read an entire newspaper, get on the bike, go, go somewhere, anywhere, maybe the beach, read, look out at the sea, fall asleep, read some more, be happy about great Danish fashion magazines like “Cover”, be happier not to need anything but a bikini, a pair of cut-offs and an old shirt for a week, be happy about great authors like Paul Murray (go buy “Skippy Dies” now, not just for the beach), get back on the bike at some point, stop sometimes, take a few pictures, eat an ice cream, go back to the garden, watch the sun crawl over the veranda. Repeat the next day. I guess everything will return to its normal pace tomorrow. Until then I’m going to pretend alarm clocks don’t exist.
oh sooooooooooooo schön, das klingt so relaxed und macht lust auf ferien!!! und mehr fotos ;o)
Hey! Das war wirklich ein entspannter Urlaub und Dänemark, ach, Dänemark, ich muss einfach öfter hinfahren. Fotos kommen bald mehr – aus Kopenhagen. Dort war’s auch sehr schön.
au ja… kopenhagen fotos!!!!!!!!!!!! ;o)
I love the sea! You have beautiful beach there…
Gorgeous styling – you look really great – so cool and so romantic at the same time <3
Greetings from Berlin
I’ve dreaming about going back to that beach ever since I came home…
Thanks! That’s a nice compliment. I love it when the “styling” is as easy as putting on the same clothes every day for a week, hahaha.