Summer, Where are u?

Gray, rainy, windy and temps rarely over 20 Celsius. And now they are saying some massive rainclouds are coming in from Sweden...I want the sun!

Oooh..Shooooes. Nice shoes.

I am getting these for my birthday!

wind+skirts=risky

There is a lot of wind in Zaragoza. So much so, that even wearing full length summer dress, reaching the floor, I end up with it around my ears to the entertainment of all the people on the streets. Sight. Not the first time, not the last. I remember some years ago in summer, coming home to Oslo. I wore a dress and did not notice the airvents outside, going to the car. Classic Marilyn Monroe scene only I am not a georgeous blonde, nor flirtingly covering my underwear...

On another note, but still not to far off I am randomly clicking my way through fashion blogs and getting inspired and slightly depressed. Thifting in Zaragoza is.. well, it is almost none existent. In a city of over half a million people, there are about two second hand clothes shops.

And did I mention the wind? So all those lovely fifties full skirt dresses in those pictures are just not very realistic, unless I by some sets of weights you can pin on tablecloths and decorate DIY style around the hem.

And I think I will go blonde. I have had every shade there is of black, voilet, red, orange, copper... but it is a bit scarey. Not a lot of noce sunstreaked blondes in Spain, more of the yellowing old bookpages thing..

It is nice to live in Spain

Our new flat is faced north south, with the gallery going south and there is enough room to sunbathe! We get sun there from about twelve now, and while I know perfectly well the "avoid midday sun rule" I spray on suncream 25 and do max 20 min on each side. Just enough to get that warm comfy sleepy feeling, and some vit D production going. I have so far not tanned anything, but then that is not the goal.. Being exam period, I spend most of my day in a room with the blinds down, so it is good to get some light..And the best thing about it: I dont have to worry about hairs. Witch for me is a major thing.

Yes!

The Eurovision Song Contest (GP in norway) is back in business! Butterfly wings! Playmobile hair! Opa! False notes and weird dancing, and a fiddle player in every song! Cringeworthy lyrics! And it is only the semi final! I will run out of exlamation marks!

I almost did in my pants with the wing-stunt, I mean: I was already having a lovely time with the slight off tunes, the solemnity and the wannabe boyband factor and then Bam! They sprouted wings....

Looking forward to saturay. (!)

17. mai

picture found in dagbladet, this author right thing is hard stuff, if the photographer objects to my using it, I'll take it down at once.

Hurra!

It is the waddoyoucallit national day? in Norway, and for the first time in years I am a bit sad not to be there. My traditional costume could do with an airing, and there is this certain energy in Norway that day that I miss. It is when a mostly calm, timid, quiet people suddely turn outgoing, smiling to everyone on the street, and shouting in public while wawing small flags. It is done with a sheepish look on our faces, I must add, but that is part of the charm.
It is an eat-all-the-icecream-you-can-day, and barbecue-parties in the evening are frecuent if not warm.(rain, even snow would not be unusual, warm weather is something of a rarity)

There are parades in the morning with all the schools, and the "skolekorps" are out there providing background music of national anthem and every other patriotic song and military march there is. And for a small country we have a lot of them.

The day is about celebrating our constitution, signed in May in 1814 (I hope I remember this right..). And in a way it is also a sort of welcome of spring without it being said or thought. Greenery and flowers are used as decoration and we spend most of the day outside.. A sort of belated May-day.

Anyways, I feel a bit lost here at the other end of Europe, looking at the pictures in the newspapers.. But this evening I will, if I have time before ballet class, eat pistachio ice cream, strolling down to El pilar and to the river and bask in the sun.

Aaahh

Nice clean keyboard.