The things six days in Mexico do to you. Sorry kids, I’ve been quite busy playing primal games, getting sunburnt and stocking up on sombreros, but I’m back.

My Mum is one of those people that always does her best to always be happy, and enjoys making other people happy. Sparkles, flowers, love notes – you name it, and she’s all over it. She once gave me a Swarovski pen with a little saying imprinted on the side “Life is flat without bubbles”, which sums up my dear Mother’s life philosophy. I need to listen and learn more from her.

all images via lovewarriors.se I find serious calm and zen in beautiful spaces. When I don’t have the time to upkeep my own den my eyes wander over to this little page. It’s always so inspiring and calming, in a strange way. And Swedish… of course.

I’ve never been one for Valentines Day. No, I’m not like your bitter Facebook friend posting sad faced photos of themselves or throwing I HATE VALENTINES DAY events… I’ve just always thought it was a bit over-rated. And after a few unwanted (grand, I’ll give him that) Valentine’s gestures from guys in high school, I was always quite frightened by the idea. But like everything, times tend to change you, and in this case, for the better.

Oh dear it’s really felt like summer is officially over this week. Perhaps it’s the abundance of coats, boots and hats in shop windows, or maybe it’s the fact that the days seem shorter no matter how well planned you are (how does that always happen!?), but I’m slowly accepting the fact that it might be time to focus less on bikinis and more on things that actually serve two purposes : to keep you snug and at least remotely stylish at the same time.

Felt hat – check. Lace – check. Knee high boots – check.

I have a confession to make. This two piece landed on my door step on a Friday afternoon. I may or may not have found three different ways to wear it the entire weekend. So what – it’s easy to get creative when you love something, and a psychedelic blue and white two piece ticks all the boxes for me at the moment.

Having to schedule in down-time, working weekends and merely dreaming of beach time. Yes ladies and gentlemen, we are back to work – and that in full force.

If only I could drop everything of the everyday, throw on a pair of low cut sneakers, denim shorts and with camera in tow – spend the day getting sunburned whilst jumping up and down to my favorite songs.

I remember ‘summer’ back when it was a holiday for pretty much everyone – this for me usually involved a long haul flight back to Stockholm so I could spend four weeks pretending 15 degree water as phenomenal and enjoying a staple diet of freshly picked strawberries and watching a sun that never went down.