Missing these freaks

A Midsummer Hurricane

Midsummer started off with loads of decor and food preparations since no party at the Hurricane collective has ever been wishy-washy half-hearted. 

Me and P made paper decorations and bunting whilst someone else heated up the wood fired hot tub.

In the afternoon the other guests arrived. Here's Sandra and Johanna you know from Field day.

And here's Peters best friend Ludde, who visited us in London not that long ago.

Ok, so I showed my panties while tossing my hair and smoking a cigarette.

This is my good friends Juan and Ilker!

Here's Niklas doing some glasses modeling.

We all had a massive potluck in the garden before continuing the party inside.

Since Sven and Nisse (who's djing here) builds and works with speakers the whole living room was basically a massive sound system. Poor neighbors :D

Then the party continued until the next day and everything was just as crazy as it use to be when I lived there. I miss them everyday but when I left two days later I was exhausted. 

Thank you all Hurricane originals and newborn, bright shining stars <3

How Peter and I first met

Photo: Felix Swensson

First time I saw him was under the worst circumstances. I was working with this festival and I had way too much responsibilities. I didn't have time to sleep or eat properly and was close to breaking when this guy comes up to me and gives me a hug and asks me if he can help out with anything. I was astonished and on the verge of tearing up but eventually I just kept on working until two days later when it was time to go home. Then this guy comes up to me again, hugs me again and says something like "I hope we meet again soon". I was exhausted and all I was thinking was that he had beautiful eyes and seemed so genuinely kind. Like he really cared about me even though we didn't knew each other.

Photo: Christian Gustavsson

After the festival my friends and Peters friends started hanging out more. I already knew Peters best friend from when I was visiting a friend of mine in New York. Later that fall the infamous Hurricane Collective, where I was living at the time, was throwing a party to celebrate our roomie Sannahs birthday. The theme of the party was animals and everybody was wearing these Japanese costumes. Later we went to Berns (a club in Stockholm) where "Nicho and 15 animals" was on the list. Wearing a fleece cat costume to a nightclub wasn't exactly pleasant, but while some German techno dj was playing I ended up in the middle of the dance floor with Peter, who laughed at my costume, and then he took my hand. Guess we were pretty drunk but it didn't seem cheesy at all at that time.

Photo: Christian Gustavsson

Later that night all of us went back to the house to have an after party and me and Peter ended up making out in the stairs. I was drunk and cheeky and said something like "I'm going to my room to sleep now but if you're too tired to go home later I have a double bed." Not long after I heard someone knock pretty shyly on my door and there he was, smiling that smile of his. He didn't just stay the night but two nights and we had breakfast and pizzas and watched movies in a pile on the living room floor and I thought to myself "why is he still here? why isn't he leaving?" and then when he actually left I didn't want him too. That was two years ago.

Photo: Christian Gustavsson

Photo: Felix Swensson

BBQ

About a week ago we had a barbecue with friends in Stockholm. Here's Edvin who just had come home from the Into the Valley-festival where he curated all the art and Magnus who was telling us about his plan to buy a house and move to the north of Sweden.

Two years ago on one of the Hurricane Collectives infamous parties me and another girl trashed my bed by jumping in it. The day after Frank and Rajdarn used the wood from the bed and built this beautiful bar.

Here's Peter and Hannah doing bbq stuff.

I introduced Seterra to Magnus and Edvin who got stuck.

Maria came and made this delicious strawberry and Feta cheese salad.

Here's me and Maria, having a holiday cigarette.

Mippe arrived.

And Moose was impossibly cute.

The Hurricane Collective

Back home again! It's gonna take forever to upload and go through all images, but here's some pictures of my old house in Stockholm, the amazing Hurricane Collective. It's a big four storey building on the island Stora Essingen in Stockholm where a bunch of creative super humans live and work. Already miss them!