You can never eat too much glitter
/Me: Look at this cake I just ate! (shows pic on phone)
BF: It looks just like those shoes you showed me a picture of yesterday.
Me: OH...MY... GOD. (Having epiphany of life-altering proportions)
Me: Look at this cake I just ate! (shows pic on phone)
BF: It looks just like those shoes you showed me a picture of yesterday.
Me: OH...MY... GOD. (Having epiphany of life-altering proportions)
I’m a Swede, but one of my favorite Scandi words is the Danish one, “hygge." It roughly translates to “taking pleasure from the presence of gentle, soothing things.". If that’s not your bag, then we can’t be friends. Have a little hygge on this mellow day; here’s how I’m doing it.
Read MoreDear Willpower,
Where are you? Have you moved? You never called me back and I’m starting to get worried that I’ll never see you again! I mean, I’ve been doing the Whole Life Challenge for a few weeks now, and you haven’t responded to any of my desperate sugar-withdrawl texts begging for a visit!!!
Read MoreI’m a Swede who lives in the Silver Lake part of Los Angeles. I like my design functional with oodles of color, never met a pompom I didn’t like, could quite happily road-test lipgloss for the rest of my life and am on the constant search for the perfect T-shirt. I was a magazine editor for 15 years, wrote a bunch of books that gave teen girls more beauty tips than they’ll ever need and owned a design store…not all at the same time.
Current obsessions: Chola-girl eyeliner, Clare V. french T-shirts, leaving chia seeds in plain yogurt overnight so it turns into pudding and the CVT soft serve ice cream truck. This will change, I can be fickle.