Just got these new shots from a shoot I did with artist Aaron Axelrod and Tanya in LA just before I went on my NYC/Europe journey for the Summer 2010. And they make me miss my home on the West Coast badly!!! Rock Star 101! Can’t wait to get back and continue where we left off … Fashion: Dolce et Gabbana, YSL, ZARA, Object.dk, La Perla, H&M, Versace, Vintage, S&M shops.
The Big Fat Greek Vacation did something to me. It made me sleep longer. Before the Greek Journey I slept around 5 hours a night. Now I can sleep waaaay longer. I’m wondering if I got a bug bite from some Greek Tseste fly (except they are known to only live in mid-continental Africa). Or maybe it was something in the Moussaka? Either way I feel rested, but also like I need more rest… ha ha… such a paradox. Anyways, today I went up north to visit my grandmother. She
One word: HOT!!!!!!!
Got into the neck of my woods Copenhagen late last night and was greeted with light showers and an overcast sky.. ha ha… why am I not surprised. This is Danish Summer after all. But seriously, I don’t mind a little water. After 14 days of blasting sun in Greece I’m ready for a change of scenery. And as everyone knows; No Rain, No Rainbows…. 😉 So, flipping through a couple of my photos from the vacation, here is little selection from one of the local beaches we visited: Let
Last night I got this fantastic flower from the local bar guy where I’ve been hanging out whenever I try to connect to the ‘outer’ world via wireless. He wanted to say a proper goodbye and picked this beauty from a cactus, which apparently blossoms very seldom. At least that’s what he told me. I guess it was kind of an honor. And seriously, I have to confess that flowers does something for me. I know it’s not modern or cool or anything, but I get really weak and giddy
Last night turned into a session of free Greek lessons by locals and dancing at the local hot spot. And when I say hot spot I’m talking hot spot in Greek Island terms he he…. oooh ehm geeeh!! Long island ice teas and icky shots served by bartenders with way to much gel in the hair dos, wearing whistles, way to tight tank tops and cowboy hats. And to top it off, apparently these guys know about the local Danish soccer team ‘FCK’ and love to shout Danish soccer support
I’ve been feeling rather guilty during the last couple of days. The nagging feeling in my tummy has been haunting me and not allowing me any peace for a while. Then today, when I had some time alone I tried to break it down. I’m in Greece where the sun is shining from a cloudless sky. The Ocean is cyan blue and when the water gets to salty I can jump into a refreshing swimming pool big enough to swim swim laps. Citrus fruits, ripe and ready to pick right
I try to catch up on as much Danish culture as possible be it music, film and fashion. I’m always curious ot see what the new and the old are up to. I’m especially interested in the film industry since I moved to Los Angeles to make films. It’s 2 years ago now. Before that I was in NYC. I’ve never really felt at home in Denmark. I hate Danish food, I detest the weather and loath the ‘jantelov’, which in my point of view has kept aspiring spirits down
My Greek Office Life in the Greek islands is definitely growing on me. I haven’t been here since I fell madly in love with a Greek/French boy in the Island of Paros years back. At that time I was Island hopping with my girls just learning about Greek culture and discovering that this Mediterranean Paradise is way more and I daresay, different that what my dusty High School teacher taught me. Ancient Greece has moved elegantly and crudely beyond the days of ‘Eros’ and is now an abundance of R&R,
Back in our tiny village and happy as a clam. I could get used to waking up here every day and taking a morning swim in the ocean before my freshly squeezed orange juice. What a bliss. Yesterday we discovered the most beautiful little laguna with crystal clear blue water on our way back from the city. It was like bumping into a tiny piece of paradise on Earth. Even though I live in LA and I have the beach 30 minutes from my home it’s somehow not the same.