This is... a favorite recipe I would like to share

Isn't it funny how the best things turn out to be some of the most simple? I think it applies to both outfits and cooking and this dish is an especially great example hereof. When I was in primary school we made this once in cooking class (do notice my childish scribbles on the recipe) and I've cooked it on a regular basis ever since, adding just a few adjustments. The flavours match each other perfectly and on top of it, it's a beautiful dish with great colors.

Grilled tomato bruschetta
Serves 4 as a starter, 2 as an entrée..

4 slices of rustic, Italian bread
4 large, ripe tomatoes
1 teaspoon dried oregano
1 deciliter + a few extra drizzles of good olive oil
2 tablespoons of dark balsamic vinegar
1 teaspoon of muscovado sugar
A few cloves of garlic
1 can of artichoke hearts
Lots of fresh parsley



First, turn on your own on with its grill function at around 200 celcius. Next, half and core the tomatoes and put them into a dish, peel side up. Stir together oregano, oil, vinegar, sugar, salt and pepper and pour the mixture over the tomatos. Afterwards, put the tomatos in the oven for 25-30min and turn them around halfway through as well as pouring some of the lovely marinade over them again. While the tomatoes are in the oven, chop parsley and artichoke hearts roughly. When the tomatoes are finished (they should be soft and almost have collapsed by now), drizzle the slices of bread with a bit of oil and grill them until nice and crisp, should be around 6-8min. When that's done, it's time to assemble it all: first rub the bread slices with the garlic cloves and then put two pieces of grilled tomato on each slice. Then top with artichoke hearts and finish off with parlsey. Bon appétit!

This is... What I want to be when I grow up

I used to have the strangest ideas of what I was supposed to do with my life. The first thing, that I remember I wanted to be, was an astronaut. Space and astronomy was always (and still is) highly interesting to me. The astronaut phase came to an end when I was about 10/11 years, though after I found out how unlikely it was, that is actually going to happen.

It wasn't long after that I picked up my fashion interest. It pretty much came overnight as I started reading Vogue (US) out of boredom on a vacation once. So obviously, I wanted to be just like Mrs. Wintour.



I came to my senses quite quickly, though and changed her and her shitty-quality-paper-magazine-always-featuring-the-same-dull-celebs Vogue in for Madame Roitfeld and her slightly more.. ehm.. daring.. Vogue...



Then I finished high school, moved to Paris and became a fashion celebrity stalker (yes, I snapped those pictures above) and full-time bohemiam which I really wouldn't have had a problem doing for the rest of my life. Somehow my parents managed to drag me back to Denmark and today I honestly don't know what I'm supposed to be. As some of you might know I'm studying economics and business administration these days, which I do find to be interesting and challenging. Where it's going to take me in the end, I have no idea, though and honestly, I don't really mind. In the end, I guess, all I want to be is healthy and happy. All the other things are just minor details.

This is... what I do with a spare 10 minutes

And this was.. an easy one. Whenever I have a free 10 minutes (which I should actually be spending watering my dying plants, washing the dishes or taking down all the painter's tape which is somehow still everywhere to be found in my flat) I like to sit down in my cosiest chair with the paper (that I usually only have time to skim through) and have a good cup of coffee while reading it. It's nothing extravagant but it feels like a luxury these days.
Thanks to Hoppo Bumpo for this week's "This is" theme...

This is... a work in progress

Do you keep a fashion scrapbook? I do! And I have been pretty much since I found interest in fashion at the age of 12, when I started reading fashion magazines out of boredom, when I was on vacation with my parents. Of course there are the magazines that are simply too beautiful to cut up (Vogue UK, Another Magazine, Self Service, Dansk, etc. are all neatly piled) but in general I find that this is a great way to keep the parts of the magazines that I love.. (I cut out entire pages and store them as well).. But the scrapbook itself.. It's a never-ending project. Though I have had it for years, I hardly have one page which is entirely full as you can tell. But I guess that's part of the charm. What I love the most about it, is to see how my style and taste have evolved over time. In some way I guess that I still appreciate all the pieces in the book however these last few years my style has become much less colorful and quirky.. Anyways, these are a few selected pages.. In chronological order, bien sûr..