I’ve had such a chill weekend. Yesterday I went into the city with Bogdan to have some coffee and just walk around and today I’ve spent almost all day in bed, working a bit from my laptop and drinking coffee. It was just the kind of relaxing weekend I needed. The past week I have felt really tired and like I´ve been constantly stressing and trying to catch up with life. I just felt like my mind was all over the place and I was constantly rushing and never getting everything done. But I’m accepting that some weeks are just like that and the best I can do is to give myself rest this weekend so that I can face next week with a clear and positive mind.
Bogdan and I have decided to adopt a cat. Yesterday we sat down to look at shelters for homeless cats and we sent out a request and I´m so happy we are finally doing this. I have always wanted to get a pure breed ragdoll cat because they’re my favourite but now I see no point in buying a breed cat when you can save one that really needs a home. I´m almost crying as I´m looking through the pictures of all the cats and reading about them. If I didn’t have a boyfriend keeping me in check I would adopt them all and turn into legit crazy cat woman.
I hope you all have a lovely Sunday. I’m gonna keep chillin’ and eat leftovers and play Fortnite with my hubby the rest of the day.
This weekend I spent in Malmö with my family. The only time left the house was to go to the grocery store. The rest of the time I was relaxing on the couch, blasting Michael Bubles Christmas album and reading magazines. I did dress up, but only to step 5 meters out the front door and force my patient brother to take pictures on me for the blog and gram. The cold I had catched got a million times worse after freezing my ass off in front of the garage. So now I’m doomed sounding like an alcoholic crazy cat lady until I get my voice back. Scroll down for outfit details.
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This weekend I spent in Sweden with my love. Poor guy barely got to set foot on Swedish grounds before I dragged him to a nice setting and made him take a million pictures of me for Instagram. How did I get so lucky? He is so sweet and patient and also a great photographer (except when he zooms into my face and takes pictures in the worst of angles just to mess with me)…
We had a really chill weekend. We went for coffee in the city, drove to the mall and cooked the yummiest falafel for dinner. Saturday evening we spent in bed playing Super Mario Odyssey on the Nintendo Switch. I love having a tech nerdy boyfriend who buys the coolest shit that I get to use without having to admit I also get excited about it.
As if the weekend wasn’t cozy enough, my love spoiled me with a beautiful bracelet from Edblad I innocently drooled over at Royal Design. This was truly a blessed weekend but before you barf in your mouths over my Instahappy life, let me remind you I’ve lived with crippling anxiety for the past years (a lot less now though, thanks to CBD-Oil). My life has been and is still chaotic beyond words. Most weekends I’m too drained from my job to even leave the house (yeah, I hustle like the most basic of bitches, this blog doesn’t pay enough to sustain me yet). I deserve an Instaperfect weekend every now and thnt. I’m not gonna shit coat it to not sound like an obnoxious blogger who rubs her happy life in the faces of others.
Hope you had a cozy weekend as well, whether you spent it being the cheesiest couple in town or alone in bed eating your weight in Oreos. We don’t judge here.
Silk dress, HM // Over-knee boots, Aldo // Cross-body bag, Zara // Oversized sweater Vintage (aka. found it when I went treasure hunting in my grandmas closet).
I love my sparkly new bracelet! It goes so well with my favorite watch. My boyfriend calls me a crow… Not sure what he means by that…
You all know I have an intense love for autumn. Whether you share this autumn-bliss with me or not, you can’t deny the fact that fall fashion is PURE HAPPINESS. The fashion magazines double in size to fit all the inspiration, fresh from the catwalk. It’s impossible to pass by a store, displaying their new collections without feeling a tickle in your stomach and your wallet pulling you towards the sliding doors like a magnet. Did I mention Rebecka Bloomwood is my spirit animal?
I ordered some new clothes from Jacqueline De Yong from one of my absolute favorite web shops, LY Copenhagen. I am completely obsessed with this combo of a bright red, cozy, knitted sweater and a soft and flowy, dusty pink skirt. If you want to shop some fresh new outfits to walk confident into this new season, head over to LY Copenhagen and use code “Lisa20” to get 20% off your whole purchase! You’re welcome, my friends.
Red Knitted Sweater HERE // 2. Pink Midi-Skirt HERE // 3. Sneakers Adidas Superstar HERE // 4. Bag, Zara (old)
There is something about fall and particularly this pre-fall we just entered, that makes me feel so happy and inspired. The summer humidity is replaced by a fresh, cooler air and it makes me feel high on life. To me, this time of year is way more like a “New Year” than the actual New Year. I wanna star up new projects, make changes and explore new places.
There is also a certain melancholy about this time of year. It’s both beautiful and sad at the same time. It’s so clear that something is ending and it brings a certain sadness but at the same time, I am so ready for the new season to begin. My whole body is craving some change. Now, as we are slowly approaching September I can feel my motivation peaking and my thoughts becoming clearer.
Can we all just take a minute and appreciate the wonder that is the wrap dress? It’s comfortable, it’s fashionable, it’s versatile, it’s classy. Let’s just say Diane von Furstenberg knew what she was doing. How many times have you wore a tight bodycon dress, feeling smashing when leaving your house, only too loose all circulation in your upper body within an hour and looking like you’re 30 weeks preggo after eating? How about we leave the bodycon dress back in 2010 where it belongs and go on with our lives, never compromising comfort for style.
I am loving the heck out of this gorgeous wrap dress from Zaful! I will live in this for the rest of the summer. It’s so comfy and cute, and GUESS WHAT? It’s only 20$!
My inner critic: “You’re not strong enough. Your vulnerability and your anxiety make you weak. You’re not successful enough. You’re almost 24, you should have come way further than this by now. All the mistakes you’ve made has ruined you and now you’re damaged forever. Oh, and you really should go to the gym more often. You’ll never be happy unless you get rid of that cellulite and that little pizza baby. It’s a fucking miracle how anyone can love you, you don’t deserve it”.
My inner best friend: “Sweetie, don’t listen to that bitch. Your vulnerability is what makes you special. Your struggle is actually your strength, it’s what makes you compassionate and understanding towards others. Success should not be measured in money on the bank or materialistic things and even if it did, you are just as successful as you need to be right now. You have come such a long way, you have accomplished amazing things already. All your mistakes have taught you so much and shaped you into the amazing human that you are now. Oh, and about going to the gym… You should only ever work out to feel good mentally and physically, never by the demand of that dumb criticising bitch telling you to lose weight. You’re beautiful just as you are”.
I got the inspiration for this post after I had listened to the latest episode, “The inner critic”, of Yogagirls podcast. I highly recommend everyone to give it a listen because it addresses something we are all struggling with. We all have an inner critic, telling us that we aren’t good enough, for whatever reason. It’s very hard to get rid of this horrible criticising voice but the only way to do so is to let your inner best friend speak louder. Talk to yourself the way you would talk to your best friend. Compliment yourself the way you would compliment your best friend. Empower yourself the way you would empower your best friend.
Summer has made sure we know she’s arrived. Sweden is in a drought and the appreciation of the sunny weather I felt at the beginning of summer has now turned into a constant reminder that global warming is real. I alternate between soaking in the sun with an ice-cold drink in my hand and crying in the car while blasting the AC and cursing over how unbearably hot it is. These warm days call for some easy breezy fashion staples to get you through the summer looking, maybe sweaty but at least FINE AS FUCK. I have put together a collage of some of my favorite summer-style essentials.
I was casually scrolling through zara.com, putting stuff in my basket and asking myself why I don’t write a blog post instead of wasting my time with such worthless activities. Like an answer from the universe, my visit at zara.com reminded me about a very important topic that I have been postponing writing about for some time now. Not because I haven’t wanted to write about it but because It’s a topic that is so emotionally charged and sometimes very provoking. It is also a topic that is very close to my heart and that I, together with most women, have a personal history with. I’m talking body image and anxiety regarding our own bodies.
What struck me at Zara’s website wasn’t the fashion, it was the insanely skinny models. Not model. Models, as in plural. ALL of the models were really, really skinny. This is a very sensitive subject to many and it seems impossible to address this without stepping on anybody’s toes. To be clear, I am not ever gonna say that one body type or size is better than another and just like it should be totally acceptable to have a fat body it should be totally acceptable to have a skinny body (and everything in between). There are women who are naturally very skinny. However, there are not very many women who are naturally THAT skinny. I’m talking borderline anorexic. Some women can definitely be that skinny naturally and that is just as beautiful as any other body type but I know for a fact that many models, in general, don’t have a natural and healthy relationship to food because of the pressure and ideal the model industry puts on them. So the odds that some (or all) of the models that Zara uses are actually sick, are pretty high. And an eating disorder should not ever be promoted, regardless of how skinny the model is. So there was our first issue.
The second issue is that Zara didn’t have a variety of models in different sizes whereas some of them were very skinny. No, ALL of them were very skinny. That makes this a very provoking statement on their behalf. They have purposely chosen to have only very skinny models for their website. That means they think the clothes look better on a skinny girl and therefore believe they sell better when being promoted on a very skinny body. What a disgusting message to send out to the world, and particularly to all the young girls shopping at Zara who are not yet able to see through this unhealthy, brainwashing propaganda. The people at Zara who are responsible for these choices are obviously not unaware of the major issue we have in this world with eating disorders and unhealthy body images among young girls and women. Still, they chose to stick they heads in the sand and use only very skinny models. And before any smartass tells me “but the fitting samples that fashion companies use for the pictures only come in very small sizes”, I’d like to compare that statement to a baker saying “Ohh, My customers are requesting buns with vanilla but I only make buns with cinnamon”. Ehm… Well, make a fucking bun with vanilla then. Make fucking samples of your clothes in a larger size. Have a variety of models to promote your clothes. Make more sizes and body types feel included. Stop promoting eating disorders. Make such a small simple change and be a contribution to a better fashion industry.
Zara is just one amongst too many companies promoting an unhealthy ideal for women. On a positive note, there are also many fashion companies who have been smart enough to follow the fresh wave of body positivity that is currently growing and just the past year we have seen a lot bigger variety of bodies being represented in the fashion industry. Let’s hope Zara and the rest of the late bloomers will realize what a responsibility they have as such large companies and get onboard the train towards a brighter, happier future for young girls and women all over the world.
I look so genuinely happy in these pictures that I’m almost able to fool even myself. I’m actually laughing for real because the photographer a.k.a. my brother, was really funny. However, just because someone is able to laugh at a funny joke for a picture doesn’t mean said person isn’t having a shitty, fucking hell of a day. Just because a picture looks spontaneous and effortless doesn’t mean it hasn’t been planned into the tiniest little detail. I’m not saying there is anything wrong with planning and staging photos. When you work with social media you have to plan and stage your photos and kudos to all the hard working influencers who put their heart and soul into their jobs, creating amazing, inspiring content. But it’s important to let it be just that: Inspiring. It’s important to bear in mind that most of the content you see on social media is not as effortless as it looks. Sometimes it is but far from often. It’s important to remember that the girls you call “goals” have just as many issues and insecurities as everyone else. I used to follow so many influencers on Instagram that I considered “inspiring” but I’ve come to realize that they were only making me feel bad about myself for not having what they have, for not looking like they do, for not being as successful as they are. That is not inspiration, my friends, that is self-destructive.
I’ve unfollowed most of those accounts and now I only follow people I find actually inspiring. They can be beautiful, create amazing content, eat on the fanciest restaurants, travel to the most exotic places and buy the most expensive of bags as long as they don’t withhold the fact that they are human beings with issues and insecurities of their own. I’m 23 and it took me this long to get skin thick enough to differ bullshit from reality but many young girls out there are not able to make that analyze, I sure as hell wasn’t when I was younger. I’m happy to see that so many influencers have chosen to keep it real and be more authentic on their social media platforms but until Instagram includes “Be real or go home” in their user policy, we will have to take matters in our own hands. Do yourself a favor and unfollow anyone who makes you feel even slightly bad about yourself. Don’t hate on them because that is an effective downward spiral straight to hell that will only make the social media climate worse. Just simply let go of what doesn’t serve you. Inhale the empowerment, exhale the bullshit. Etc. etc…
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