Living the Dream

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October 28, 2014
by Viveka
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Another week…

Another whirlwind week has flown past and left a somewhat withered 40-something in its wake.

It’s taken a whole week to just regroup and recap.

A week of networking in the south of France which used to include late-night meetings on the lawn of the Grand Hotel, turned into a more subdued version, with no bed-times past 1am, and still I’m paying for it!

Anyhoo, here’s what I got up to…



Trying to learn a few things from one of the most successful people in television, ever. But it was mostly about flattering Mr Cowell.


Simon Cowell proving he does(n’t) have the X Factor.


Running up and down La Croisette at all times of day and (early) night.


My office for the week.


Having the best ever Dry Martini in the cosy confines of the Grey D’Albion Hotel.



Catching up with industry girlfriends on top of Chanel No5. What would be a better address for a Chanel store, than No 5?


A balcony with a view. If I was at the ‘real’ festival, Brad and Angie would be right behind me, flashing their smiles at adoring fans, and a legion of paparazzi!


Goodbye Palais Des Festivals. Or as those of us who have been inside, fondly refer to it; The Bunker.


When in France, why not top it off with a final flurry in the City of Lights? Couldn’t answer that, so spent the weekend in Paris, with a host of blonde Swedish ladies celebrating a new 40-something’s entrance into my decade!

Paris by day…





Paris by night…



Au revoir, à la prochaine!


October 27, 2014
by Carina
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A week…

…that comes & goes.

I decided to see what I actually do during a week. The best way to do this is of course to check the photos in your iPhone. Behold – my last, and maybe not very exciting week.


Waking up at my hotel in Milan at 06.00. The driver picks me up at 08.00 and takes me 40 minutes out of the city, to Rotolito, where the printing of our next issues, (yes we are doing three of them at the same time), of STIL is taking place.

It takes time. More time than we were hoping for and we spend 14 hours adjusting colors. A little bit more red here, some more yellow there, maybe just a touch of black…

It is midnight when we get back to the hotel. Everybody goes straight to bed but I just have to take a 30 minute walk. On my own. To breathe.


Milan. Not my favourite city in the world. But some things there are quite impressive.

Milan. Not my favourite city in the world. But some things there are quite impressive.



Throw away. Start again. We do waste a lot of paper before we are happy.


Magazines. I see them. I smell them. I love them.

Magazines. I see them. I smell them. I love them.



Waking up. Same procedure as yesterday. Only difference that I’m flying back home in the afternoon. Realize that I won’t have time to see the printed covers before I leave. Bad. But I have my printing experts in place for the rest of the week. They will do a far better job than I could ever do. Still hard to accept for the control freak who lives inside of me.

Coming home late afternoon. Tired. Happy to be with my little family again. J spent last week in Barcelona and we just missed each other at the airport last Sunday when he came back and I left.



Done. For this time.



Having a look at some new collections for ss 15. Falling in love with the pieces from The Case Factory. Yes, I have a thing for snakes and other reptiles. It is nothing new. I even had a pet snake many, many years ago.



Snakes in all shapes and colours…


Real snake with blue stains. Perfection.

Real snake with blue stains. Perfection.


Also fell in love with the long pink dress in the middle of the first rail. Pink is not a favourite, but this is. From Swedish Menckel.

Also fell in love with the long pink dress in the middle of the first rail. Pink is not a favourite, but this is. From Swedish Menckel.



Workshop from early morning to lunch with some colleagues. A new magazine will soon see the light. Always thankful to be asked to give my input, to be able to be a part of something new. And great to sometimes have another reader than my usual in mind. Some hours of popping out ideas and thoughts in a crowd where you can be really free and have the opportunity to think after talking.

Some people would say that you need to think before. I think you need to do both. First, just let it out. The very first thought, before you actually start thinking about it, might be genius. Never hold it back. But always be prepared to take it back.

Nothing to show though. It is all very, very secret.



Getting inspired by the absolutely gorgeous Carolyn Murphy in this issue of The Edit.







Woken up by a sound, that at first, I couldn’t identify. Probably since it was totally new to me. It was W. Sitting by the table doing his homework.

Spent the main part of the day emptying the boat. Feels like it was only yesterday she went into the water for the season and I was preparing her for all those lovely summer days and nights out in the archipelago. Now she is going back up on dry land. Hate it.



Woke up on Saturday morning and felt that he wanted to do his maths homework. My fantastic, peculiar, wonderful and very special child. Full of surprises.


The days when I can leave the city behind like this are over. For now.

The days when I can leave the city behind like this are over. For now.



I would prefer not to talk too much about my Sunday. But just to give you some kind of idea. It included: Waking up at 06.00. Football.

Did you get that?! Sunday morning. At 06.00. And the reason is football.

I have always, without any real supported reason or argument and therefore quite unfairly, thought that ”parents who are really involved in their children’s sports activites (and maybe the starting time of the same) are of another kind of species than myself”.
Now, after a visit in this world and the experience of it, I can confirm that: ”Parents who are really involved in their children’s sports activites (and maybe the starting time of the same) are of another kind of species than myself”.

Or I could also sum it up like this: Madness.




Some figures from the week.
I have been:

-       Times transporting myself by scooter – 14.

-       Kilometers spent running – 22 (I wish I could write 42 km, but 22 it is).

-       Dinners cooked – 5.

-       Times shopping for groceries – 6 (Bad planning).

-       Hours slept – definitely to few.

-       Times kissing my family – uncountable and still never enough!




October 23, 2014
by Viveka


As the predominant nationality of us here at LTD Blog, is Swedish, I thought I’d give you a quick insight into our background, which may, or may not, help you understand us that little bit better.




October 15, 2014
by Carina
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Things you need on a grey day…

…and they are all bargains. And they will all make you look like a million. At least. That’s the way I like it!


A coat that puts a little more glamour in to an ordinary day.


A top that shows what a winner you are.


A skirt that floats around your legs when you take those determined steps down the street.


A bag that tells everybody that you have the speed and strength of a crocodile.


Boots with heels that help you reach for the sky. And the stars upon it.

Just basic things you need. For one reason or another.




October 7, 2014
by Viveka
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Work, work, work

So it’s that time of the year again, when I have to shoulder the responsibility of representation at a rather large conference in Cannes.

First things first. I like to keep my work life and blogging separate. Kind of. That’s just my inner Swede, wanting to compartmentalize and keep things nice and neat in separate boxes.

But it has occurred to me that it may make sense at this point to clarify, that I actually do have a calling, or higher purposes, if you like, other than the endless task of self-improvement and visiting family and friends around the world. Subtle clues have been dropped herein, so let’s backtrack a little; what do we know so far?

Exhibit A – We know that this is not the first time I’m going to Cannes, somehow something to do with Sponge Bob Squarepants...

Exhibit B – We know that I’ve had to go to Amsterdam for a “’business trip” which involved going to a stand-up comedy show

Exhibit C – Further it was revealed that I went to Brussels for another comedy show, which was also deemed “work-related”.

And now we find out it’s time to go to Cannes again.

So there you have it.
Clearly and obviously I sell TV programmes.
Programmes of the standing-up type of comedy variety.

And there it is, the full truth and nothing but the truth.

Moving on then, yes?
‘Objection – I didn’t know that was an actual job’, you say?
And you wouldn’t be the first to raise this very valid point.
I often get this response.

All I can say is, it is, and it’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it, and that someone is me. And about 11,500 other people on their way to Cannes for the 2nd week of October.

Which brings us back to reality, and the fact, that today, I am late in posting because I’m rushing to prepare my arduous trip to Cannes.


And now you know me a little better.




PS – Don’t worry if you hadn’t put this together yet. My parents have only just grasped what it is that I actually do.



October 1, 2014
by Carina

About being behind

I am very much behind with very many things. The reason for this is that I have been working very many hours, very many days of the week, for a very long time.

For example I am behind with sleeping, with spending time with my son and also with my husband. I am behind with running, which makes me end up behind a lot of people when taking part in a run.

I am very much behind with seeing friends. To be honest I don’t even know if I have any left or if I deserve them after neglecting them for quite a long time now…

I am also behind with every day things like:
- Cooking – Thank God for take away! (And for a husband who feeds the kid.)
- Cleaning – Thank God (again) that you can hire professionals who can take care of that. It has been worth every single Swedish Krona. And I wouldn’t have had the time to spend those dineros on anything else anyway. Even if I can think about more fun ways to spend them…
- Washing clothes – I guess you can buy a solution for that as well, but it hasn’t gone that far. What has happened though is that I have been forced to dig a bit deeper in to my closet. I found a lot of garbage, but I also had som ”Hey-old-friend!-Where have-you-been-all-this-time?” moments.

And that last thing is maybe a little plus-thing in all this ”being behind”, but there is also another BIG plus-thing that has turned a real down-thing into something I just don’t care that much about and that I know would have made me crazy if I had had the time for that.

My home has for the past… maybe five, six… or even seven weeks (you see, I don’t even know the time), been looking like this:


No, I have not been trying to add some industrial feeling to my interiors, we just had some really heavy rains this summer. Those tropical kinds of rain. Those we obviously are a bit unprepared for here in the land of down-pours in a more firm and solid consistency, a.k.a. snow.

The damaged parts are actually only the ones you see on the very depressing image above, but as you also might notice the parquet continues. To the left you will find the kitchen and to the right our livingroom. And since I don’t want to have a floor that looks like some kind of patchwork we will have to change the floor in the entire room. All 70-or-so square meters of it.

Obviously everything is dry now, which means they can start with the renovation as soon as we know what floor we want.

Then we just have to empty the place and find somewhere to live. From when, I don’t know. For how long, I don’t know. Where, I don’t know.

But all this is stuff I haven’t had the time to worry about. Because I am b e h i n d. With things. With life. With being my normal worrying kind.

With absolutely no foresight or planning we will probably end up in a one room apartment on the other side of the city with 2 hours to travel to W’s school and then 2 hours back every day. Or maybe we will have to organize our life in a tent on our terrace for a few weeks. Great when the winter is getting closer. Who knows what will happen, but at least I didn’t freak out about it before it did.




September 30, 2014
by Viveka
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Bobo does Boho!

In between Mindfulness Practice, yoga classes and the overall project to build a more spiritual life, a girl’s gotta dream…!

I don’t need to dream very big, a few of these fabulously floaty frocks to take me through next summer will do nicely! This time from Paris.

Simply Beautiful from Chloé.

Sensationally Striking from Elie Saab.

I am not saying I can afford any of these items, nor could I pull them off, but some of my modelly-tall friends could, so Tall Ladies, this is for you!

5 months and 20 days till First Day of Spring… the count-down has begun!

Hasta luego…


For those of you not familiar with the terminology herein, please refer to our dictionary below…

Bobo – Bourgeois Bohemian

Boho – Bohemian Hippy

Images courtesy of 

September 25, 2014
by Viveka

Mindfulness Practice

By now you should know why you need this in your life, so let’s get to it!

To practice Mindfulness, first you need to prepare your body.

-       Start by doing a few movements on the spot, clenching and releasing, flexing and shaking out your arms and hands, legs and feet.
-       Give yourself a little massage to generate a bit of energy.
-       Stretch out your body.

Now get into position, sitting on a chair or in the lotus position, while remembering these 2 very important instructions:





It’s like a balancing act between the 2. Relax so you don’t use any effort, but don’t go to sleep! Keep your attention fully focused, but without using any effort.

(Personally I see myself standing in the middle of a seesaw with Effort on one side and Relaxation on the other, trying to keep them both level…)

When in a comfortable position, with a straight spine and facing straight ahead, close your eyes 80-90%. This is really hard to do, but it works. Just leave a little gap, which you don’t see through, but which helps keep you alert.

Put your hands on your lap like ‘My Master‘ shows you here:




1. Mindfulness of your body

Breathing naturally, start by scanning your whole body, from your head, to your neck and shoulders, chest, arms, hands, legs and all the way down to your feet. Relax each part of your body as you scan down.

2. Mindfulness of your breath.

Next, focus on your breath. Breathe deeply, but naturally. Notice the movement of your chest and your belly as you breathe in and out.

3. Mindfulness of your mind.

Finally, focus on your mind. Imagine a clear blue sky. No worries – no clouds. Only a bright, shining, warm sun. When clouds (thoughts) appear, gently blow them away, to find your clear blue sky again.


Remember the instructions:



This is how you turn off your senses. Noises or scents around you don’t affect you. You may notice them, but like soap bubbles they deflate and disappear.

You’re closing the windows, to let your candle shine calmly and quietly.

By practicing this regularly, you will feel the benefits of a calmer, more rational you very soon.

For me, and I am only just beginning, I think it will help me be less flappable, more patient, less irritable and more grounded.

If that were what it said on the tin, wouldn’t you buy it?

Happy Shopping!



PS – If you’ve ever meditated you will recognize this practice. It is indeed a form of meditation. What I love about Lobsang’s version, is how he explains it all. He makes it so clear and simple. I know that I need this. I know why I need this. And now I know how to do it!


Image courtesy of Tulku Lobsang’s Facebook page.


September 25, 2014
by Carina


Need to work, but keep on getting distracted by net-a-porter where I just found the most perfect outfit for the season. How could I possibly focus on anything else?!?







Hat from Saint Laurent, dress from Michael Kors, perfect boots from Tibi and a bag in burgundy from Jérôme Dreyfuss.
Yes please!