Just wanted to tell all you eco-fashionistas that there is a sale over at Coclico. Check it out.
Should you happen to mistakenly click home one of the styles pictured in size 40 or 41, especially those gorgeous black Taabu booties, please feel free to send them my way.
One of those lazy days after Christmas, we took a walk across the Willamsburg Bridge.
On the Manhattan side, a few blocks down on Delancey Street, is a tiny shop named Fisk. They sell various Swedish goodies like crispbread, chocolate and julmust! (kind of a Swedish version of Coke).
This was when my family was still here, and my dad was as excited about his Toblerone as I was about my julmust.
Then, we took a walk down through Chinatown and Little Italy and hopped on the subway up to Eataly for some yummy lunch, but more on that later…
Loving all the photos in Hedi Slimane’s diary.
Making plans to meet a friend for drinks tonight and thinking of good casual spots to have a beer. One place I like is Spitzer’s Corner on the Lower East Side (101 Rivington St).
Lots of beers on tap, good wines and some perfectly tasty pubgrub, including truffled mac and cheese, one of my favorite guilty pleasures.
These pics are from a holiday party I went to there about a month ago.
I’m also ready to chop a few inches off my hair, by the way.
When looking back at the year that past, I spent some time going through photos. It’s nice to sit down and relive great moments, which is why I’ll be sending you a few postcards from the past. This one’s from January, 2010 — a gorgeous long weekend in Ojai.
We flew into LAX, rented a convertible and drove up the PCH. It’s the best drive in the entire world. The further inland you get the hotter it gets, and there are more cacti.
We arrived at Casa Barranca, an organic vineyard/yoga retreat high up in the mountaintops. Our room had a fireplace and a bath tub. We did yoga and some reflective reading. It’s so quiet up there.
The estate also has an incredible citrus grove, where you pick oranges, grapefruits and clementines right off the tree. I ate so many I was about to turn orange. We also petted dogs and drank lots of delicious organic wine.
We got up early in the morning to go for a hike over the mountain — a very LA thing to do. Morning chill turned into desert heat very quickly.
We also went for long walks, had big group dinners on the porch, went for a nighttime swim in the pool, played ping pong and formed a spontaneous jam band, but none of that made in into the camera. This is one of my favorite places in the world, I have been twice and hope to return soon. Read more about Casa Barranca here and see more photos here.
WHO: Johanna Björk
