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LONDON TENNIS SKIRTS & WINDOW PANES

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D  London is vibrant and hot and wonderful. I ended up having a big dip when we first got back here though. Deeper than at those times when it was worst back last autumn. It paralysed me. Being here when all my friends are working leaves me alone with my mind, which is the most toxic monster I can imagine. Going through therapy this spring has stirred up a lot of fears and a lot of poisonous habits rooted so far back. But luckily it got better after less than a week. Thank god for that.

I’m working so hard to wash it away, the hatred and shame, but there is no doing so. Instead I’m trying to share a space with them. And maybe it’s going alright, a few exceptions aside. After all it’s okay to feel shit and not be all jolly and pleasant. At least Daniel tells me so haha. So the days when it isn’t too bad I wear miniskirts and play loud music and feel shit about finally having time to write and not doing so. I hope I’ll be completely back to normal soon, and do all the things I’ve longed for.

Thanks for being here reading all of you. It’s great that you’ve been commenting a lot lately. It means the world.

Linn

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New York | Brooklyn Parks & Harlem Bars

We tried to sleep in the morning after my dehydration in New York City, the big boiling freaking apple. Daniel had set the alarm for every other hour to wake up and check that I was alive. *CUTE I KNOW* Opening my eyes I felt I was experiencing the worst hangover in a very long time. Ugh. But there I was, young and almost well, covered in wet towels and perspiration. That youthful glow didn’t look as glamorous as I would’ve wished though.Daniel-in-WilliamsburgWhen the temperature in the flat reached 36 degrees we figured it’d be more damaging to stay inside than going out. So weak but alive we took the train to Williamsburg to meet up with Frida in the park. Frida-Regeheim-in-WilliamsburgWe bought ice cream on the way and then sat in the grass. She told us about her stay here for the past three months. That lucky bastard had landed the internship of her dreams plus a boyfriend basically two min after landing in her favourite city. No wonder she was bummed over now having to leave because she happened to be born on the wrong geographical location. Guacamole-in-New-YorkWhen the humidity was absolutely unbearable we walked up to the disgustingly gentrified Bedford Ave (no offence), which felt like something from Brits Abroad. Although, we managed to find a sweet little spot that served the best guacamole so far on this trip.Blogpost-A-day-in-Harlem-and-BrooklynIt looked like a little tropical bar and the heat made it feel like we were in Costa Rica and not New York City. Just really really wished that I had very wealthy friends with a pool/private beach somewhere.Blohpodt-Frida-Regeheim-in-Brooklyn Blogpost-BrooklynAt five it was time to travel up to Harlem where we were meeting a friend of Daniel’s. I’d never been before, and didn’t know what to expect considering it has a rough reputation. But then again I’m also always suspicious to those reps considering the people mostly spreading them are the ones who’ve never been let alone lived there. Like all the people warning me about Hackney, where I’ve lived for the past four years.Hamburgers-in-HarlemJosef brought us around all kinds of bars and with five losers all working in tech/advertising we talked about start ups and pale ales. I’m sure we fit right into the gentrification model. It was great though and Harlem had lots to offer. Not sure I’d want to live there, but then again this trip didn’t really make me want to live in NYC at all. I’m too weak hearted and sick to be able to afford it, but being there on holiday is golden.

At midnight we took the subway all the way back to Bushwick. Pretty impressive that I managed to achieve anything like this considering I’m such a fragile little bird.

 

Here are the previous days of our North American trip:
Day 1 – AP Cafe, Saturday Surf, Soho & Tattoos
Day 2  A Sunday in New York City
Day 3 – Spicy Village, Williamsburg Bridge & Champs Diner

 

Linn

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FOUR STUNNING PHOTO STORIES

Meanwhile I try to make sense of putting my North American trip into posts, I thought I’d share some photo series I’ve stumbled upon.

Visual expression has lately felt so tempting to me. Maybe a little because I’m feeling lost and want to try and capture and make sense of my surroundings. Here are my four favourite ones: Photographer Nirrimi Firebrace who runs the breathtaking blog the Road is Home has started a new series called Young Love part I and part II that I found stunning. b73 b116 Lovisa has taken my breath away lately with her photography work in order to apply to a BA in photography. I especially like the post she did on her little sister Teresa that is just mesmerising. Screen Shot 2015-06-29 at 22.56.53Screen Shot 2015-06-29 at 22.57.14 Alldayeveryday’s feature on the women only strip club Jewel’s Catch One in Los Angeles. Just felt so liberating with a place to go and dance and feel sassy and not having to worry about men. Sidi_Omar_24hrs_01 Sidi_Omar_24hrs_02 Sidi_Omar_24hrs_14 I stumbled upon the parisian photographer Sidi-Omar Alami who ran away at 20 to pursue his dream as a travelling photographer. I’ve been scrolling through his tumblr for hours now and especially like his snaps from his roadtrip through 20 of the states in USA.

Stumbling upon photographers just makes me want to go out and shoot, even though writing is more my thing. Which photographers/photo series have you liked lately?

 

Linn

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New York | Spicy Village, Williamsburg Bridge & Champs Diner

We’ve come to the day where at the end I lay dehydrated in the bathroom not knowing who I am with Daniel having wrapped me in wet towels after I cried that I was dying. But I thought we should see what it looked like up until then. Plus that I have a little surprise for you at the bottom of this post!Spicy-Village,-China-Town-New-YorkMondays might be one of my favourite days when I’m travelling. The city is busy and all so quiet at the same time with all inhabitants being awake but trapped at work. New York is somewhat busier I guess, but otherwise much the same.

My skin is sweaty from sleeping in this heat and I can feel it pearling up on my back. The room smells of used duvets and still air even though the window has been wide open all night. The only thing that travels through it is the smell of latin american spices from the neighbour’s kitchen. Daniel is still sleeping, head pressed deep into the pillow. I blow on his eyelids and they flicker and his blue eyes peak through. It surprises me that he never seem to be annoyed with him waking him up.Williamsburg-Bridge,-New-York-BrooklynThe flat is empty and we shower and don’t want to get dressed because of the heat. We eventually do though and catch the subway (not the tube, believe me, I’ve been corrected) down to Lower East Side. The streets seem friendlier now that they are less busy. Just a few stray part timers strolling the streets, iced coffees in hands.

This is the first time in months we’ve been able to spend time just us two. It’s weird being thrown in and out of a relationship like we have living apart this year. It makes me stand offish for a little while once we’re back together. But not now. It might be the wilderness of New York swallowing us or that I know that at least this time we’ll be together for two months. We sit leaned against a coffee shop window and talk about things we don’t bring up over skype. Like Justin Bieber, how I pretend I’m not stressed about my internship just because I know you’re even more stressed about work, which of the dogs that walk past is the cutest and whether or not we should paint your ladder black or not.Pink-Williamsburg-BridgeWhen we’re starving we walk over to the chinese restaurant Spicy Village, an awful looking gem of a restaurant in the outskirts of China Town. It’s funny because they are playing the Justin Bieber track we just mentioned earlier. The one you posted on my facebook wall a few weeks back and it makes you smile between dumplings.

The whole day continues down these lines. We walk everywhere. Over the pink Williamsburg Bridge where we stop to chill whilst others are obviously out jogging, exercising, and then through several vintage stores in Williamsburg. Mostly alone and always sweating.Champs-Vegan-Diner,-BushwickNicolas finishes late and when he enters the flat we return straight out in the heat. The sun is setting and everywhere people sit on their front steps speaking spanish. He brings us to a vegan diner called Champs where we have a slightly awkward dinner with a few people. I start feeling delirious and act as if drunk due to lack of hydration. I don’t remember the rest of it, just the panic of fainting and not knowing where we were. But you know how that ended by now…

And here is some clips from the day because during this trip I’ve actually filmed some! : ))) Let me know what you think.

Here are the previous days of our North American trip:
Day 1 – AP Cafe, Saturday Surf, Soho & Tattoos
Day 2- A Sunday in New York City

 

Linn

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BYE BYE MURICA

Linn-Wiberg-Grand-Central-StationMe being a lame ass tourist at Grand Central Station 

Our North American trip has officially come to an end and Daniel and I just arrived back at his flat in London. The jetlag and hangover combination is ridiculous and I feel like a sorry little ghost. We’ll have sushi in bed now and watch the new True Detective (which I’ve heard is pretty shit?) and then cry a little over not being on holiday together anymore.

The trip was bloody wicked though and I will miss it for sure! But I’m also a true European at heart and the aggressiveness of the States intimidates me ha. So it feels lovely being back in London where things are grey and gentle.

I have an impressive amount of photos to show and stories to tell you so check in tomorrow, because that’s when we start! And please say hi when you’re here. It’s so much more fun to post when I know I’m not alone haha. How’s summer treating you guys so far/what are you up to?

 

Linn

 

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