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Linn-Toronto-2014LW, Toronto 2014bracelet GoodHood / tanktop Weekday / jeans Dr Denim / necklace second hand   It’s weird being back in Stockholm. I kind of like it and happened to even miss is whilst in North America. Not too much though. I’m trying to figure out what to do with my future and it’s all leaning more towards social media or project management. But who knows? I just want to work work work. Most of all I just want a freelance life though, where it’s just me and my laptop on different projects forever.   Linn

2014: OCT NOV DEC

2014.10-OctoberOCTOBER. I didn’t go out a single time during this month, but instead I wrote. I wrote about long distance relationships and being lonely. It was depressing but the respons was incredible and everybody here held me together. School picked up, I learnt how to code and we had a tech art exhibition which was such a success. After a huge fight and a pile of truths I became closer to my family than I have since I was a teenager and could start enjoying their support and open up. Daniel was a star and came to visit three out of four weekends, one which he even brought Seb. We discovered brunch places and beer houses and Frida became my pal. Slowly maybe Stockholm didn’t feel so shitty anymore. 2014.11-NovemberNOVEMBER I wrote this text that got hell of a lot of love. Twice I escaped to London in midst of the hectic schoolwork and felt as happy as ever. There were rooftop parties and bright breakfasts with Daniel, the meadow in London Fields were even in full bloom and I had my old life back for a bit. For my birthday Daniel threw a grand surprise party for me with all of my friends and my heart just exploded. Oddly enough going back to Stockholm felt pretty alright as I had spent my weekends in the UK bragging about my education and couldn’t wait to continue developing. 2014.12-DecemberDECEMBER. Usually I go into depression around December, but for some reason this year was different. I’m not sure whether it was due to my having been depressed for such a long time already or the fact that I was finally settled in my life in Stockholm. Anyhow I was oh so busy and went to parties, organised club nights at Laika, illustrated posters and worked like a hound at school. And all felt great. Maybe it was just the fact that I knew that soon I’d be spending two whole weeks with the man I love. Right before Christmas we left for Canada, as you all know. We had the best and most hectic time, drinking bourbon, meeting his lovely friends and doing a million family things like eating turkey and decorating the christmas tree.   At midnight on NYE I felt like I could finally breathe because this weird year was finally over. 2014 was heavy and excruciating but absolutely wonderful. I’ve been more sad than ever and for most part of it I’ve been heavily depressed. But I made the changes I had to and even though it sucked I fucking made it. I MADE IT! I’m so thankful for all the wicked people I can now call friends, and especially Daniel of course. These struggles have been painful but I’ve had come to so many realisations and I’m determined to make 2015 be a much kinder year. And lol, thanks for putting up with me and for reading and commenting. You have no idea how much this place and you guys mean to me.     PART I – JAN FEB MAR PART II – APRIL MAY JUNE PART III – JULY AUG SEP   Linn

RAINY DAYS ZINE

Rainy-DaysRainy-Days-ZineRainy-Days-Zine-by-Amanda-Berglund-&-Erik-KirtleyChristmas-cards-by-Amanda-Berglund   Just before Christmas I stopped by the prestigious art school Konstfack to pick up my copy of the Rainy Days Zine from Amanda Berglund. I’d been drooling over her clean and colourful illustrations for a while now and was ecstatic to get my hands on this plus her Christmas cards (last photo). The Rainy Days zine she produced together with Erik Kirtley and it features interviews with 5 illustrators who are interpreting a rainy day. Order it here or pick it up from Peow! Studios.   Linn ALSO, I’m obsessed with zines at the moment, and will feature a few more. Do you have any you can recommend that I can spend my last money on?

TORONTO – Grand Electric & Unlovable

food One night Daniel and Nicolas and I head downtown to meet up with Aabid. We hang out at his place drinking soda and discussing photography before they bring me to Grand Electric. I fall head over heels with this spot, it has all I want from life. Grand-Electric,-Toronto Apparently I’m not the only one, the boys tell me, as this is one of the most overhyped hipster places in Toronto. But a tacos and bourbon place that only plays hiphop. I mean, seriously, how could it not be? Aabid Aabid is making an exception for his otherwise strictly diner diet and we order pulled pork, fish, cauliflower and spicy sausage tacos that come out on metallic trays and taste exceptionally. Nicolas, Grand Electric We talk about a boy’s broken heart, how this is the best music to get laid to and Aabid’s plans of moving to Paris. Trays of shots come in and they are grotesquely large here in north america. Daniel-&-Alexis-at-Unlovable Full and foggy we head down to a bar with the sassy name Unlovable to meet up with more friends of the brothers. I get to meet one of Daniel’s best friends Alexis. I had been terrified for ages, because she looks so cool and unfortunately I often find there to be a competitive threat between girls who have mutual guy friends. Like there is only space for one female, and it’s such a shame because a lot of the time the girls are wicked and need each other! But this isn’t the case with her at all. She grabs me straight away and asks tons of friendly questions. Alexis stops me in the middle of my sentences and shouts OMG I LOVE YOU, YOU’RE BRILLIANT. And I adore her. I don’t get it, Daniel has the best damn girlfriends in the world. I want to marry the whole bunch. Unlovable-in-Toronto There are also lots of other people pulling my arm, introducing themselves to see who the fuck this Swedish girlfriend of Daniel’s is. His friends buy me beer and show me their art exhibitions and best vine videos and tell me their dirtiest stories of knowing my boyfriend. It’s great. We don’t leave until it closes, because we never seem to. Alexis has her car, which is so north american of her, and give the drunken me a tour of Toronto’s best bagel shops, some castle and whatnot before driving us home. That’s what they used to do all the time when they were toronto youths, Alexis, Daniel and Nicolas. Just drive around, listening to music all night. The snow is falling and we play noisy grunge as loud as we can. I still manage to fall asleep in the front seat though, jet lagged as fuck. But it’s alright.   Linn

TORONTO – burgers, brothers & bourbon

For those of you who are new here: My bf Daniel is Canadian and for Christmas this year we decided to go spend it with his family as last year we went to see mine in Kenya. I couldn’t wait to spend 2 weeks with him as we are in a long distance relationship, him being in London and me in Stockholm. After landing in Toronto on the Sunday we had midnight pizzas in Daniel’s parents’ kitchen, catching up with them and the siblings. The 11 hour flight had absolutely murdered me and spending an additional 6 hours at Warsaw’s neglected airport didn’t help. So I crashed in bed with Daniel, just the way I have missed doing. Nicolas,-Toronto-dec-14 The morning after the boys’ mum made us scrambled eggs before they brought me down town. Daniel,-Toronto-dec-14 The Toronto streets were icy dry but sunny and we checked out some shops, discussing vixen females, skateboarders and shitty art. P&L-Burger,-Toronto But what’s a day with these twins without a burger? So we went to Parts & Labour for some greasy goodness. Nicolas,-P&L-BurgerNicolas,-P&L-Burger,-Toronto We leave feeling stuffed. Street cars pass us as we walk through the different neighbourhoods. Daniel and Nicolas tell me stories of their teen years, showing me the bars they had messy break ups and shops where they bought girls jeans because the boys’ ones weren’t skinny enough. As dusk falls we enter some dark, glammy bar where there are only the bartender, two stray men and us. We sit down at the shiny, wooden counter and order bourbon on the rocks like we think we are too cool for school. There are candles lit all around and they sway to the americana tunes as we discuss love at first sight, norms around female sexuality in Scandinavia vs America and why you shouldn’t or perhaps should sleep with your friend’s little sister. At-Jess-Place,-Toronto A few hours later Jess is having us and the twins’ sister Claire over for hell of a dinner at her flat. Jess is the pro of veggie dishes and doesn’t let us down this night either. Nicolas-at-Jess' Me in Sweden, Nicolas in NYC, Daniel in London, Claire in Toronto and Jess a globetrotter there was too much catching up to do. This past year fake royals were born, boyfriends were shit heads, parents got high and too many things happened in pop culture, as always. Jess As Jess is the coolest person ever making sure that i.e. powerful photoshoots on black lava beaches happen, I beg her to tell me more stories. Even though there seem to be tons there are not nearly enough for me. Meanwhile she runs around handing out champagne and cupcakes and compliments. Meow,-Toronto This is Meow, her stunning diva of a cat. Steven,-Toronto 2014 More lovely Canadian friends drop in to welcome us and they hug us and make us do shots whilst they tell us how much they’ve missed us. I’m not sure whether it’s just this group of people of Canadians in general, but there aren’t any more genuinely caring people on this earth. There are discussions about muses and music and Nicolas ends up getting his nails painted black whilst Jess showers the rest of us in Christmas presents. We refill our glasses with golden liquids until the jetlag has me pulled down to the ground with tiredness and it’s time to jump on the street car back home. Canada, you’re too good.   Linn

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