Have you ever.

A)
Been the only white person in a bar?
Where they only play hip hop.
And everyone knows the lyrics to all the songs.
And all the ladies look like Beyoncé.
And you feel a little funny.
Being the only white and blond person there.
Looking at someone´s J.Lo. booty.
And feeling what you got going on back there.

B)
Seen 50 year old strippers dance on a table.
In a white trash bar.
In a basement.
While a band plays cheesy southern covers.
And they wear cowboy hats.
And have long hair.
And use a "nickelback" voice.
And everyone in the bar drinks PBR´s.
And you can buy shirts that say "I saw your momma dance at...".
Have you?

I hadn´t.
But I guess it was a first for all of the above last night.
Option B) was hilarious.
Felt like your in a bad movie.
I love this overly american southern vibe.
Sorry if someone is offended.
Or shocked (relatives or family).

B)

B) Medicinal cups as shot glasses. 

Been driving this huge Lincoln around all day.
THRIFT SHOPPING.
COMING TO SOUL VINTAGE, HELSINKI.  

I miss my dark long hair.
So much.
Isn´t it better? YES!

Teresa.

I tried to explain today.
What a "names day" is.
It doesn´t really make any sense, does it?
Anyways.
Today was my grandmothers (RIP).
And my middle names celebration day!
Cheerio to Terttu & Teresa.
I have woken up really early.
And been up to a lot.
Work wise.
I am really missing some Annika time.
Who am I again?
Sometimes I feel like I always have this friend with me.
Always.
His name is Stress.
When I forget about him he pokes me in the ribs.
Reminds me that he´s still there.
Happy weekend.
May your weekend be filled with as much sunshine as Florida has been offering me lately.
IT IS FREAKING HOT.

P.S.
Shout out to my friend Lina.
She gave me some skype loving yesterday.
<3

My long hair is gone.
And I am not happy. 

I just couldn´t stop staring at this american booty at the pharmacy.
I mean it just confuses me. Waist - ass - waist - ass.
(This picture does not mean to offend anyone)

I walked past a cool barbershop, they tried too hard.

Today was a storage war day.
Walking down memory lane.
Teen years. 

Dolla dolla bill ya´ll.

I have managed to be without a bank card for a week now.
But I am waiting for a new one to arrive.
The whereabouts of this card.
Mystery.
Every morning I wake up wishing.
But no.
Tomorrow´s Friday.
Please.
Please.
Please mail GODS.
Bring it to me.
I spent my last money on yoga lessons.

Good thing about not having a card.
You don´t:
Spend money.
Drink beer.
Buy cigarettes.
Go out.
Buy junk food.
Do anything fun basically.

Good thing I bought so much food a week ago.
That I still have some.
Positive thinking.

PS. Two people that I know of can´t comment on this turdy blog.
What do I do.

PPS. My day has been so busy.
Running around like a crazy person in 85 degrees.

Yesterday I had a bath.
My body was hurting after two days of yoga.
And long walks with the dogs.  

You can always try to reduce mental fatigue. 

HE DID IT! HE WOKE ME UP!

I can write.

I´ve recently been surrounded by so many inspiring people.
And creative.
And there are possibilities to do whatever we want to do.
Especially one person inspires a lot.
She has this effect on me which makes me think anything is possible.
And it is.

I have a lot of stories to share.
As I said a while back.
Stories from my life.
Secret stories.
Some less secret.
And recently I´ve had the courage to share some of these stories with people.
I got a lot of good feedback.
Actually amazing feedback.
So this all ended up with me meeting a book publisher yesterday for dinner.
He really wanted to read my stuff.
I had some with me when we met up.
I got scared.
Can I do this?
What if it sucks?
What if everyone´s been lying to me?
So we decided that I would send him some stories and he could read it home.
By himself.
I pleaded for him to be honest.
Today I saw I had an email from him.
My heart started beating like never before.
He wrote a lot.
And I almost wanted to cry.
It was all good.

PS. Flew back home to Miami today.

Changes.

I am tired.
A lot has been going on.
Seing myself work through the eyes of others.
Makes me think.
I´ve gotten really good at this.
And I don´t think many would be able to do this.
Or to even understand it.
I can´t even explain it.
It needs to be experienced.

So looks like I am going to New York.
Next week.
For about 4 days.
It will be cold.
Busy.
And fun.

I was asked to be involved in this thing.
That I have been thinking about myself for a long time.
And I am so happy if this really happens as planned.
And I am so happy that I was asked.
How come life always surprises when you least expect it.
More on that later.
But you will be excited too.
God natt.

My work space today, the organised mess - I call it.

We watched Forrest Gump the other day, for the 10th time or something.
I mentioned hearing there is a company called Bubba Gump.
I google it and there´s a restaurant 10 mins from my house.
WE WENT THERE.
IT WAS weird, touristy, busy, crazy but SO AMAZING.