Although Dickens wrote about London and Paris, I mean Malmö and Copenhagen. Sweden has always been high on my list of countries to visit and I suppose I’ve always sort of fetishised it (Swedish boyfriend recently coined the term ‘Swedeophile’). This weekend I took a little trip. I packed my backpack, scooped up my man and took to the skies for a long weekend in Scandinavia. First outfit is from Malmö, second is from Copenhagen.
Shirt : British Red Cross in Deal, Kent
Jeans : Dorothy Perkins (UK 16)
Sneakers : Primark
Sunglasses : Ray Ban
Shirt : donated to me by my friend Seb
Jeans & sneakers as before
Sunglasses : H&M
It doesn’t get much more Swedish than a Swedish man wearing Swedish clothes in Sweden, so here’s an outfit photo of my darlin’ looking handsome.
Jacket : Uni Qlo
T-shirt : Tavi Gevinson for Borders & Frontiers
Jeans : Weekday (Sweden’s finest)
Sneakers : Converse
Sunglasses : stall on Brick Lane
And here are a few photos because they are beautiful cities.
Copenhagen harbour in the sunshine!
My fave building – the Turning Torso in Malmö, looking super dramatic in the only moment of gloomy weather all weekend. (If you watched The Bridge and don’t recognise this tower, you weren’t really watching)
Annnnd, just because, here is me eating the world’s greatest ice cream. It’s called Lakrits Puck. It’s salt liquorice around vanilla ice cream with salt liquorice swirls running through it. This is why I look so happy.