söndag 28 oktober 2012

Pink Dream

You know I told you in an earlier post that my favorite flowers were last blooming pink roses and peonies. Well my dear friend Emilie went to ten different florist shops to find such a bouquet for my birthday. Isn't that adorable?

To wake up with the scent and sight of flowers is the best way to start a the day.

söndag 21 oktober 2012

Dan-ah Kim



                              Where we belong

                                  In the wake of your deception

Some morning inspiration by the amazing Dan-ah Kim from Brooklyn, NY. Her art work is full of emotion, beautiful colors and great themes. Personally I can really identify myself with the "where we belong". Which one do you prefer?

If you want to see more of Dan-ah Kims work click here

torsdag 18 oktober 2012

Today I'm bird

For my birthday I got two cups from Lovisa Burfitt's collection "Mlle Oiseau" for Rörstrand. Now I'm drinking more tea than ever. and I'm a bird.
To see more of Lovisas work click here, and to discover other talented artists from the same agency (Agent & Artists) click here

(photo and styling: Emma-Klara Sandberg)

"We don't know where we're going - until we're there"

I'm sharing with you my latest work. H & R have a beautiful wall with paintings and pictures in their living room, and in the left corner hangs an old music sheet with the title "We don't know where we're going - until we're there". These words inspired in this photo shoot. I hope you enjoy the pictures.

Don't hesitate to give me feedback on my work that is what makes one progress. So thank you in advance. 

(styling and photo by Emma-Klara Sandberg. Objects and furniture belong to Harriet and Rosa)

tisdag 16 oktober 2012

Inspiration by Petra Bindel

Hello dear ones,

At the moment I'm house sitting two of my friends apartment. It's a very luminous, typical Parisian apartment with old wodden floor, gorgeous roof decorations and nice interior. Almost like the one in these pictures from Petra Bindels portfolio. "All the way to Paris."
I can't stop dreaming about finding my own "coup de coeur-apartment". While I'm waiting for that to happen I'm enjoying every minute of my house sitting.

photo: Petra Bindel

måndag 15 oktober 2012

October vacation

One week of vacations together with my mum has come to an end... It's been great having her here even though it's been raining almost every second since she got here.  But we got to do quite a lot of things. I'll tell you more about it later but here are some pictures taken at la rue mouffetard and la rue Caulaincourt - two of my favorites streets in Paris.

Café Francoeur has the best brunch/petit déjeuner ever and the place is just really beautiful. 129 rue caulaincourt, 75018 Paris

tisdag 9 oktober 2012


 "Que la douceur et la délicatesse continue à te guider tel une fidèle bonne étoile." Erwan

Today I'm thankful for my friends and family, and for all my birthday wishes.

måndag 8 oktober 2012

Perfect day

Today it's been 24 years since I was born and about 20 years since I first watched this children's movie: "The tale of Peter rabbit and Benjamin bunny" by Beatrix Potter. When I was a child I could replay this ending for hours, I never seemed to grew tired of the pictures or the music. I was so fascinated by the stunning landscape, Beatrix (and the children's) clothes, the blue english teacups, the little rabbit sitting on her desk when she tells her stories.

This movie became a huge inspiration for me and has been ever since. My love for vintage and the early 1900's, the importance of living close to the nature. My tea cup collection and and my creative side were surely inspired by it too. When I was about six years old I got my first little bunny and looking back, it's not hard to figure out where that birthday wish came from?

If you haven't seen the film about Beatrix Potter's life with René Zellweger and Even McGregor in the front roles, watch Miss Potter. She was one of the most inspiring and independent women of her time.

lördag 6 oktober 2012

A very unfortunate day

Yesterday was the biggest joke of my life.
I just need to tell the whole story because I haven't really understood what actually happened yet.

So as you know I had found this perfect apartment announcement in the 9th on a website called appartager.fr (where I'd spent at least 20 hours trying to find a nice place to live) and during one week I'd been in contact with a girl called "Pascale. Everything seemed normal and since I was the first person to contact her, I really thought I was going to get it. I therefor stopped looking for other offers and started counting down days until friday when I was supposed to visit the flat. I couldn't think of anything else and dreamt several nightmares about screwing it all up.

So when friday came, I spent two hours in the bathroom preparing myself, wrote down questions on a piece of paper and said prayers just to be sure.

Francois and I arrived slightly after 5 o'clock and since I didn't know which floor it was and "Pascale" didn't answer the phone, I stopped and asked a girl in the staircase if she might knew where we should go. She indicated the second floor to the right.

A girl opened the door, we noticed directly that she was extremely nervous. She told us to take off our shoes and put on some slippers instead. The apartment was amazing, beautiful wooden floors, a huge kitchen and "my" room had flowery wallpaper and a large window. The girl showed us the way to the salon where she first asked us to clean our hands with a disinfection gel before letting us sit down on the sofa. Two seconds later she leant over the sofa table starting cleaning it with a towel, going over to the sofa to reset the pillows in order, and asked me when I last was ill.

She said she had a real problem with bacteria, and had to know if I was a clean person. I answered that I took showers like a normal person and started telling her about myself instead, my job and where I came from when she interrupted me to say that she was feeling bad because of a scent of dust in the room. Francois excused himself and said that it might me the smell of smoke, and she had us switch places.

she asked us if we wanted something to drink and she went (without listening to our answer) to the kitchen to fetch us a bottle of water (new but without ticket) being very clear about not leaving it on the table in front of us. And also telling me that my handbag could not touch the sofa and that I had to hold on to it on my knees.

I felt so uncomfortable being there but in the same time I knew that I had to get this apartment if I didn't want to end up on the street. Obviously I would have had to avoid all the common spaces but I was still considering to live only in my room. She told me that she would take care of the cleaning during mornings and afternoons and I'd get to do it in the evenings. I tried to calm her down a bit and said that I also liked order, and Francois said "Oui Emma est très attentionée" and she answered "Oh really? good, good.
She said that Pascale had left the apartment in a terrible mess and that she couldn't stand disorder. (Pascale was the last room mate)

During at least 45 min she had me answer all these crazy questions and in the end she lay the contract on the table and said "I like you, you can move in. will you?" You'll have to disinfect all your things before moving in but that's OK, isn't it?
I said I needed to think about it, and but that it was more a yes than a no.
Than she turned all stressful again and said that she needed an answer straight away and that she had an other person coming to visit in any second.

All these things went around in my head, The apartment was so cheap and the room was beautiful and I couldn't possible find a better location. I've told all my friends about the place, how happy I was moving back to that area. How I would buy flowers at the florist across the street and finally being able to settle down. But how could I possible live with someone like her?

"So are you signing or not?" she said again.

And I finished by saying "No i'm sorry...I needed more time to think"

"OK.. I will ask you to leave now, Quickly please."

Francois and I went back to where we'd parked our shoes and took off the slippers, then the girl from the staircase came in to the salon and the crazy girl said "surprise, it's a hidden camera, you will be on TV"

"Haha great, just what I needed!" imbeciles.

I felt so betrayed, and astonished that I burst into tears. Knowing that they were just playing around with me when I had two days to find a place to stay, knowing that I'd been wasting my time to be a part of a silly joke made me feel sick.

So voilà this is what happened... what are the odds.
This morning I laughed a bit about it, still need to find a home though.

fredag 5 oktober 2012

Memories from this summer

So you must have noticed that I'm back on the blog, right? I didn't have to wait 2 years before coming back after all, since I have the best parents and grandparents in the world. Alors me revoilà (so here I am again) with a shining new macbook pro, and with so much ideas and inspiration for this coming fall in Paris. Today I'm visiting an apartment on la rue des martyrs in the 9th arrondissement (one of my absolute favorite streets in Paris). I really really hope I'll get it! please keep your fingers crossed.

Today I'm also posting 6 pictures from the best of these couple of months in Paris.

Photographing and discovering new places in Paris. Right picture: La Pagode: An independent cinema built in 1896 by the architect Alexandre Marcel in a japanese temple style.

Writing a lot of letters and postcards. This one for my dear Hanna's birthday. Right picture: Concert with Eric Legnini and Hugh Coltman at the parc floral. Still having goose bumps thinking about it.
Listen Here.

Taking long walks alone in le bois de Vincennes, taking a nap in the grass, taking the time. Right picture: I had the pleasure participating in the music/acting project "The Bastian Project" when the film team was in Amiens. The night before this photo was taken, this backyard was filled with people, wine and musicians, cameras and instruments.