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the hotel portixol

By Marlene | Published: 28. August 2013
When Steffi and I started planning to go on holiday to Majorca together, we made no plans of what to do once we were actually there. Except this one: do what we felt like every morning. And if we felt like going to the same beach for the third day running, we'd do exactly that. Until one morning Steffi said: Hadn't we at one point thought about doing a spa [...]

on majorca: my mama’s blouse

By Marlene | Published: 21. August 2013
My mama first wore this blouse on Formentera the summer before I was born 35 years ago. I discovered it in her closet when I was a teenager and, probably without asking her permission, decided that I was going to keep it. The cheesecloth is frayed to the point of disintegrating and I love running my fingers over the fabric, the places where it's almost see-through [...]

on majorca: sunglasses from uterqüe

By Marlene | Published: 14. August 2013
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
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
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 [...]