Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Modern Femininity

Roundtable: Modern Femininity from StyleLikeU on Vimeo.

It's so hard to feel feminine when its -2 degrees outside.

I think I feel most feminine when I smile, no matter if I'm wearing 14-hole Doc Martens a buttoned-to-the-top blouse and a sweater from the men's section.
That's just me.


Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Concrete Jungle

I've been in New York for six days already and I feel surprisingly at ease. I have to admit that before I got here I was really worried about walking the streets, catching the train and being alone in such a big city. There are people on the streets all the time that it's hard to feel unsafe. If you keep your bag zipped up and don't smile at anyone, you will be fine. Truth.

Walking down the street the other day I literally thought to myself "I could live here". It helps to imagine that scenario if you actually have a fully furnished, lived-in apartment at your disposal (which I do - Thanks to a very special friend).

I've seen most of the touristy things that I want to see, so now I have 6 days to fill with shopping and eating - The things I do best.

Empire State, Rockefeller Plaza, Times Square, Magnolia Bakery, 5th Avenue, Central Park, The Met, Broadway, MoMA, Statue of Liberty, World Trade Centre Memorial, Grand Central Terminal, Street Dancers and Hot dogs.

I love this city. Would it really be that bad if I never came home?


Tuesday, January 3, 2012

I left my heart in San Francisco

Just after Christmas, my sister and I took a road trip to San Francisco. The trip was a surprise for me - My mum and sister had been in cahoots with each other before I had even left Brisbane.

The drive to SF took us about five and a half hours. There was lots of music, photographs and Haribo candy.

We stayed at The Good Hotel on 7th street - It was pretty good, if you ask me.
The first night we had dinner at a real American diner and checked out Union Square. We went to Haight street with a small hiccup, visited Pier 39 and the Aquarium and successfully made it back to Haight street for our intended activities.

On the last day we thought it would be good to visit the Golden Gate Bridge, since you know, that's a major site in San Fran. This is what we saw...

Driving over the bridge provided slightly better views, but it was actually pretty cool and mystical to see the huge pillars appear out of the fog as we drove over the bridge.

It was really cool to get the opportunity to see another city on my trip and especially to see it with my sister. It would be nice to have her here with me in New York but I don't have time to mope over it (Sorry M.)


Monday, January 2, 2012


I guess this is 2012.

All I know is, this year is full of change for me. I am currently in Santa Barbara, California. Next week I will be in New Fucking York and then, I'm jetting to Copenhagen where I will be living for the next year.

A new country, new climate, new language, new family, new friends, new job, new home, new town, new Freya? Who knows.

Resolutions? To be fluent in Danish - But I think that is a given since I will be in the land of the Danes. I want to be a better conversationalist. A better writer. A better blogger? I want to draw more.

2012 is also going to be one of the most difficult and challenging years. Two months without my man, a year without my family and my amazing friends, who at this moment, I miss like crazy.

In 2011 I cleaned a flooded home, spaced out with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, took up Boxing, walked 10km for charity, skipped a heartbeat watching Lykke Li at Parklife, had a picnic in a park, saw my sister, kicked it at Kings of Leon, I was host to my oldest friend. I had dinner dates and ate ice cream with my closest friends. I danced all year, with one very special lady. I made big decisions, I made small decisions. I bought a one way ticket. I didn't get the chance to write a letter of resignation. I packed up and moved out and back in. I said 'see you soon', not goodbye. I got on a big jet plane, all by myself. To find myself.

That's what 2012 will be. A search for Freya. Whoever she is.