Who are you?

I feel so lonely here sometimes.
I don´t know you people.
Who reads this.
Why do you read it?
(Shout out to my relatives, I know they read it.)
It´s just lil' ol' me (not that old) blabbering about life.
Work.
Love.
Love?
No.
That shit is private.

PS. I know 15 000 of you have read this and the old blog.
It can´t all be relatives, just sayin´.
"Bitches be like 15 000, I have that in one day"
Well for me, being a newbie blogger, it´s amazing.
Mamma, förlåt för mitt språk.

My logo, you will see it soon somewhere...
By: Viivi Rantanen/Prokofjev

I tried to be cute yesterday, I don´t know if it´s working. 

Excitement.

I have always had a good eye for thrift shopping.
Recently I have noticed that there is a lot of stuff lying around.
Cool clothes.
That I do not wear.
Just had to buy them because they were awesome.
And while being here I´ve realised the possibilities.
So I guess I can mention now.
That my friend is opening up a vintage store in Helsinki.
And every now and then I´ll send some stuff from the States.
So you better go and check it out in June.
I will probably start up doing it by myself too.
Be on the lookout.

What to say.

Miami.
Thunder.
Rain.
Loving the change of weather.
My card.
Was copied.
Some Julio in Mexico took the freedom of withdrawing about $500 from my account.
He is living la vida loca.
Well I will get the money back.
But still.
Annoys me.
I opened an american bank account now.
I AM GETTING AMERICANISED.
Everyone keeps asking me why they can´t hear an accent.
Well, guess this was meant to be.

PS. WHY IS NO ONE COMMENTING?!
I AM STILL HEARING THAT IT´S NOT POSSIBLE?!
WHAT?!

I need to deal with bureaucracy.

Not even funny, I burned my back badly.

I have been taking care of my health.

Went out with some gay boys on friday.
My friend had got a present from Sweden. No words.

GOT SOME SWEET KICKS TODAY, 2 pairs!
 THANK YOU VANS & CURTIS KULIG
LOVE ME LOVE ME! 

The Universe...

...always wants to bring me down.

"Annika is too happy again."

So he ponders and wonders. 

What would be the best way to confuse a sensitive foreigner. 

Oh yes. 

Let´s fuck with her bank card. 

No access to money. 

And the time difference makes it tricky too. 

Perfect. 

So I cry and I sob.

And wait for an explanation. 

Which I will get tomorrow. 

The annoying thing is that I just got paid. 

Good way to save money. 

I will not let it bring me down. 

Just for a couple of seconds more. 

And done.
This brings me up again:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Sacrilege

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.

NYC.

Is taking me in.
I am falling in love.
With the beauty of this city.
Finally.
I have been waiting for this day to come.
Recently I have:
Slept late.
Been a part of a photoshoot at the Highline.
Met an amazing friend from home.
Met an old friend from canada.
Made amazing breakfast.
Met amazing people.
Been to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs show.
To their afterparty.
Today.
Fashion party.
Ugh, me, really?
Maybe go to see Hot Chip.
Another party.
2 days left.
Oh why did I not postpone my flight for just a little bit longer.
Jumping in shower.
Gotta look superficial.
I mean it will be a superficial party.
Where everyone will go:
"What do you do?".

Orchard street, feels like home. 

Standing on a rooftop in Brooklyn.

Inspiration. 

KAREN O, i adore you.

www.breakingfad.com

Oh Lord.

I´ve been lazy.
I totally forgot.
To be in touch with you.
Dear, blog.
Diary.
Used to be the word we used.
I will today.
Promise.
Promise?
Promise.