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Have you remember to buy the September Issue yet, ya’all?! The best Vogue issue there is of the year. I’m reading my way through the UK version for a start. Can’t remember the last time I just spent my day at the coffee shop enjoying a fresh brewed cup of latte with a hint of mint or cinnamon sirup and reading newspapers and magazines. Today I finally had a day off to do such before I was joined with good company and we continued strolling the streets of Oslo when the sun peaked through the skies talking about everything and nothing. It was nice not running from place to place and being a busy bee all day through for once. And yeah, notice how my Balenciaga Blueberry match the dishes, the blueberry muffin and the Vogue cover. Such a blue thread and so not planned. Promise!

Har dere husket å kjøpe septemberutgaven av Vogue enda?! Den beste utgaven i hele året. Tykk som en bibel og klar for å forberede oss til nok en høstsesong. Først ut er den britiske utgaven, personlige favoritten min av alle Vogue-blader.  Og jammen meg har jeg ikke fått kost meg allerede med store deler av bladet da jeg endelig hadde en dag fri fra alle forpliktelser hvor jeg bare kunne nyte en kopp latte med en dæsj mint sirup og godt overfladisk lesestoff (hej, vi snakker Vogue og VG, jeg vet jeg er en smule klisjé) på Waynes Coffee før jeg ble joinet med godt selskap. Da solen bestemte seg for å vise seg noen få øyeblikk fortsatte vi ferden rundt Frogners gater og snakket om alt som var å snakke om. Rett før vi skulle gå over et fotgjengerfelt på Majorstuen ble vi vitne til en naken og hårete mannestump i det han bøyde seg for å plukke opp noe fra bakken. Yummy! Barbeint var han også. Må bare elske Oslo by og avslappede tirsdager.

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While I know the beach season is arriving too closely, morning work outs are for me more therapy and the best way to start a morning off. Too bad I usually sleep through my three snooze alarms. This morning was an exception and while I was assuming that I had to drag my feet after me to complete the morning run, the feet and legs were dragging me instead. Oh boy, it felt great! While I was running the thoughts were running along in my head and I was reflecting over my coming essay in the last course of this year. Did you guess that all those great ideas were popping through my head like a popcorn in a microwave? Well, guess again. The ideas for the research and writing of the essay weren’t flowing like the beats on my iPod, but every other thought of writing was.

Writing is what I want to do the rest of my life. Write private personal entries about my feelings, thoughts, closures, relations and my come and go existent love life, write about music, fashion, photography, art, culture and everything else that catches my interest, finish writing on my secret book and I even like writing essays for school. Geek? Pretentious? Fine by me! I will save you the headache and pass writing poems though.

When I don’t write I like reading everything, where the inspiration often lies. So when I came home from my run and enjoyed my second cup of coffee, breakfast and the latest issues of Norwegian Elle and SVA Magazine, it was a pleasure opening them both. Probably my favorite magazines so far this month because of the texts, interviews and that tiny depth I often miss in many other fashion magazine. The great editorials and materialistic parts are a bonus, although it often is the opposite because fashion is superficial, but actually not that shallow as we tend to think.

Anyone actually bother to read all this? I guess not. Text doesn’t belong to fashion blogs, que?