V. J.

So many gorgeous girls, so many gorgeous outfits. All pictures are taken from Vanessa Jackman's blog which I discovered quite recently. Great if you're stuck in a rut of wearing the same clothes every single day, which has been the case for me lately due to my upcoming exams. When I'm at school for 10-12 hours each day, finding a good reason for dressing up tends to seem quite impossible when I'm getting ready in the morning. Regardless, looking at this pictures with the combination of buying new shoes today (which I'll show on a later occasion) I'm determined to make an effort tomorrow!

I would also like to apologize for my absence. As mentioned, preparing for my exams has been my number one priority lately and will probably be until the 16th of December. Trying not to think about which grades I'll get, but I'm fearing they won't be... pleasing. Sigh. Well, as long as I give it my best at least I won't have any regrets.

i just wanna go out and dance

I'm back. Not feeling like writing much tonight. I over-ate at dinner , and I haven't studied at all today. Blerh. Life sucks. Wish I was more disciplined. Fearing I might score horribly on my upcoming exams.

Here are some pictures from Instagram I took using my dad's iPhone.





Dinner at Ricebowl, which was actually rather disappointing. I hate it when you realize the person you're dining with ordered a much better dish than you, but they're not interested whatsoever in swapping.



My Versace for H&M 'haul'...which looks a lot more impressing that it really is. I ended up getting a totally different dress than the one I originally wanted including a necklace from the men's selection (which I returned the next day).



My never ending readings.



Happy daddy with his new Macbook. Spent the visit trying to teach him about copy and paste, for quite possibly the 100th time.



Much to my dismay, I ended up eating cakes from Deli de Luca (Norwegian 7eleven) rather than the heavenly cheesecake they serve at a nearby restaurant.






An old picture of my dad and his siblings. He's the skinny guy with the big smile, second to the left. I think it's really funny how none of them look alike.

i need a haircut

Just thought I'd say hello before I leave for Oslo. I'm visiting my dad, and I'm also planning on queuing outside H&M on Thursday morning when they're releasing the collaboration with Versace. Hopefully I'll be able to snag that black dress I've been obsessed with, but I'm imagining I'm not the only one who put this on my wishlist. We'll see. Hopefully I'll return victorious.

And now, I really, really, really have to start on my readings.

Ps. I know that picture of me is just overwhelmingly massive, but I guess that's just one of the downsides of having a layout with a width of 650px. It looks good with horizontal pictures, but pictures that are taken vertically end up huge. Annoying.

11.11.11

Ignoring that I seldom, close to never, use this expression because I find it rather cheesy to be honest, I cannot fight the urge to say fml. Seriously. The shoes I bought yesterday have now been reduced by 170NOK (30$). Can you believe it? Without writing paragraph after paragraph of how annoyed I'm currently feeling, this gif righ here sums up my mood rather efficiently.



Right now I'm currently contemplating to shop the pain away, by giving into temptation and buying this Foiled Scoop Dress from Nasty Gal. I'm thinking it would be the ultimate Christmas '11 party dress. It's short, scooped in the back, made of a shiny silver material and actually has arms as opposed to straps which seems to be somewhat of a rarity these days. Pretty sure I'm going to get it, I just have to think it over for a couple of days to fool myself into thinking it's a purchase I've given a lot of thought and could probably not live without.

well deserved treat

In between frantically trying to catch up on the curriculum, as the date of my first exam is closing in, I think it's important to give yourself a break once in a while. And since my paycheck rolled in today, I thought it would be nice chance to try out a newly opened 'Italian' restaurant. I say 'Italian' because I suspect the food probably wouldn't be deemed authentic by an Italian cook. Authenticity aside, my Vegeteriano pizza was surprisingly tasty and considering Roger didn't complain about his pasta dish I'd say it was a success.

As a side note I went ahead and purchased the Steve Madden Pembrooks I talked about in the previous entry. I almost didn't go through with it though, because at the last minute I began having second thoughts - thinking they looked a bit too cowboyish... But suddenly I just blacked out, and the next thing I knew I had already gotten a confirmation email which told me I was soon going to be the proud owner of a new pair of shoes. What do you know.

a day off

Instead of working on my marketing assignment (which is due early tomorrow morning, I might add) like I said I would, I gave mummy and my aunt a makeover - makeup, hair, outfit and mandatory photosession included. We then did some errands in town, proceeded by a somewhat disappointing pasta lunch before I headed to work. Wore my Ganni heels, and after only one hour of wear, I came to terms with the fact that since Stavanger is covered in cobblestone, it's not really a town suited for heels. They did survive the day, but it pains me that if I continue to wear them out they probably won't last much longer.



On another note, I'm on the lookout for a pair of black shoes. It does not necessarily have to be suede, but as it turns out from my collage it's what I tend to lean towards. Right now, I'm 99‰ sure I'm going to buy the Pembrooks in 7 days (which is when my paycheck arrives), but the Westiis look awfully tempting... Still contemplating whether or not I'd be able to handle a 12,7 cm heel, even taking into considering that it is in fact a wedge as opposed to a normal heel. But we'll have to see. All I know is I spend an unhealthy amount of time Steve Madden website, browsing through shoe, after shoe, after shoe. And to throw more confusion into the mix, Rumi Neely tweeted about a certain shoe from Jeffrey Campbell which looks like it could rival my love for the Pembrooks.

My first world problems aside, I really have to get started on my assignment.

the land of the brave

So I finally finished all the editing on my Scotland pictures. Not sure if I said this, but I really had a wonderful time. Taking a break from your everyday worries once in a while can be very rewarding, but at the same time returning from said break is usually nothing short of depressing. So now, while putting off my homework, I'll go through these pictures while trying to suppress the thought of this coming Thursday - one assignment and two multiple choice tests (none of which are mandatory, but strongly encouraged to do).

We spent our first night in Edinburgh where we had a late dinner at a Scottish inspired Italian restaurant. I say Scottish inspired because daddy got mashed along with his dish. Very odd. The following day I convinced him we'd go shopping, considering I knew we would spend the rest of our stay at the quiet countryside where I was guessing wouldn't be booming with shops on every corner.

About mid day we took the train to Glasgow, where we were greeted by Cameron - a very old friend of my dad. And by the time we reached their house I was utterly exhausted from all the walking and traveling. Luckily we were greeted with amazing, amazing, amazing food (pasta dish pictured above), and the softest, nicest bed I have ever slept in. Complete bliss after a hard(ish) day, which was mainly spend emptying my wallet.

The rest of our visit was spent over-eating on Laurna's amazing cooking, seeing a huge variety of both sheep and cows (some very hairy, and some with what appeared to be strategically placed stripes), comparing everything to Norway, going in trips in the rain, feeling fresh-faced all the time due to the oh-so-good-and-clean air, practicing my Scottish accent (swear words in particular), visiting the mandatory castle and just generally being constantly baffled at how beautiful Scotland is. I'm so happy my dad invited me along, and looking back makes me sad I didn't have more time.