Friday, May 29, 2015


A while back i decided that my personal etsy shop was getting too messy and confusing.
Hats, vintage clothes, and i wanted to add prints too.
Too much of everything.
So a couple of days ago i talked my two best friends, the Wendies, into modeling some of my vintage clothing for me.
And then i created a new store, just for that.
Aahhh, organizing, it takes so long but it feels so good!

We had a lot of fun shooting these pictures, and it was really interesting to look at all the different pieces and reflect on the the person who used to wear them.
The person who used to be me.
The Wendies couldn't believe some of the shit i used to wear on a daily basis, but i've never exactly been sartorially timid!
I still love every vintage piece i own, and i wish i could keep them all forever, but i decided that everything i don't actually wear must go.

Anyway, our little project is called Berlin Vintage Company, and you can find it on etsy, of course, and on instagram as well.
Please give it a follow, and if you feel like shopping, well, you should do that too!
And because i heart you guys, you get 10% off any purchase if you add the code "untitledshopping".

Let me know what you guys think, and check back often as i'll be updating the shop with even more goodies in the coming weeks.
And although Classic Flora is currently inactive, it will open again soon... as soon as i can get some prints done, that is.
Thanks so much for you continued support, i promise i'll get back to regular rants and photos in the next post.
By the way, can i just rename my blog emo rants and travel photos?
Cause that's pretty much all it is these days!

Scroll down for a preview of what you can find in the store right now.
... and seriously, how gorgeous are my friends?!
Just... ugh. Stupid hot.

Coming soon...

Thursday, May 28, 2015


From the iPhone journal:

I no longer have an emotional anchor.
A person to mirror me, to justify my existence and individuality.
This is being alone.

It's weird and even shocking to me sometimes, being truly alone.
Not even having family nearby.
But it's not all bad, i guess.
Anchors can drag you down.

Here are some pictures i just picked up from the photo store today, from last week in Vienna.
The whole story, and shitty iPhone pictures from the holy event known as the Eurovision Song Contest, will be posted soon.


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Flora decorates

It feels like i've been almost ready to publish this post in what seems to be forever, but in the month leading up to our trip to New York, we had no internet, and that sadly meant no blogging.
I honestly don't know how we survived that, but somehow we did... barely.
And when i got home, i basically just wanted to post pictures from our trip, and forgot all about previous drafts. Oops!

This all happened about two months ago, which is ages, i know, but i'll post it anyway, because i like the pictures, but also because i'd love to get more decorating jobs, and that's kind of what this was!

Back in March , while packing up the house and moving into our new apartment, we also had to somehow find the time and energy to decorate and finish Wendy's workroom in her new shop, Taiko Gallery, so she could actually start tattooing there.
Nah, we weren't busy at all!

Anyway, since i love decorating, and have quite a lot of experience with both decorating and building things, i offered to help out.
We worked hard, and i think it took us about three days to get everything done, but we did it and the result was a super cute and cozy room that's comfortable and relaxing to get tattooed in.
Oh yeah, i would know, since i finally got my first tattoo from Wendy, as payment for helping out!
I would have obviously helped out for free, and she would have done the tattoo anyway, but i love a good trade... although i clearly got the better end of the deal, as you'll see if you scroll down!

The room looks completely different now.
We built the foundation together, and Wendy has put her personal touch on it during the last two months, making it even more cozy and more her.
I'll try to sneak some pictures the next time i'm there, or you can go get tattooed by my very talented friend and see it for yourself!

An old towel from Japan, a painting from my friends dad's collection, some stained IKEA shelves... we worked with what we had

There's a Lucifer in that pile of jackets

Other side of the room

Ramen break!

Lorena came by to join is for lunch before we headed back to work

Cool needle and tube storage, Shige, chiyogami that i bought in Yokohama years ago, and a bit of green 

Lucifer posing with Lucifer

I've been meaning to get him tattooed on me for years, but now i'm glad i waited

Our hammies Murphy and Lewis are in the tattoo as well, of course

For more decorating photos, please go visit the subtly titled "hire me" page that will be updated with more work soon.
And to inquire about decorating jobs or consults, shoot me an email at
No job is too small, or something like that!

Sunday, May 17, 2015

About New York

All travels are different, and i think that all the trips you go on are supposed to teach you something, about the world or yourself.
I don't really know yet exactly what New York taught me.

Throughout the trip, i felt oddly disconnected with myself.
Almost a sense of unreality, or one long out of body experience.
My last trip had a clear purpose, work.
The one before that, however misguided, was for love.
This one was literally just because.
And because i didn't really know why i was there, at times, i almost felt like i wasn't.

We stayed in an apartment in Brooklyn that was very cold and extremely loud due to some batshit crazy neighbors, so we didn't spend much time there.
Actually the only good thing about that place was Andrew, the guy who lived there, and that was about it.
The area was nice enough, though, and we were within walking distance from our friends and good coffee.

I spent a lot of time just walking.
I'd go to Manhattan with Wendy in the morning and walk with her to the tattoo shop, and then set out to discover the city.
Some days with a destination in mind, mostly café's recommended to me by instagram followers, and some days just armed with my camera and google maps.
We went to clubs and bars, ate amazing food, met some cool people, hung out with old friends, took selfies with our selfie stick, danced, got sweet new tattoos, and generally had a shit ton of fun.

And the city blew me away.
The first day when we took the train from Brooklyn and crossed the bridge, seeing Manhattan from the train for the first time, i felt like i was in a movie.
It looked like a scene from Dark City or Blade Runner, something that couldn't possibly be a real place.
I think i've mentioned before that i love big cities and big buildings.
I like cities that overwhelm me, and New York sure as fuck did.
But i didn't fall in love.
I fell in some deep like, and i can think of a million reasons to go back and visit, but it didn't feel like home to me, the way Tokyo always does, or the way Mexico City did.

At times, the city even made me a bit uncomfortable.
Not in the sense that it scared me, i just didn't always know what to make of it.
It was kind of like hanging out with someone famous you've admired from afar for decades, and not really knowing what to talk to them about.
I felt thrilled to be in the same city as Paul Auster and Bill Murray and Sarah Jessica Parker and Method Man, and at the same time i felt nothing.
It wasn't the city, though, it was me.
Being in this weird stage in my life where i'm so unsure of what to do about myself and my future, traveling without a purpose, other than pure exploration, can feel a whole lot like running away.

When the trip came to an end, both me and Wendy were happy to be home. 
Coming home to a place that actually feels like home, a place that's just ours and where we feel comfortable and safe, really minimizes the post travel blues that usually hits me like a ton of bricks the second i set foot in Europe.

Maybe some day i'll figure out what this trip was supposed to teach me, but for now it was just a fun experience, a place i needed to check off the list, and a chance to travel somewhere with my best friend.
And maybe i do travel to run away from reality, but it's a whole lot easier to feel lost out there, than it is to feel lost in your own home sometimes.

Anyway, pictures!
I have one more unfinished roll in my camera, but since i'm broke as fuck, i can't afford to just waste the rest of it on random Berlin shots, so it'll be a little longer before you'll see the rest of the New York photos.
Probably not super long though... i'm running away again this week.

Friday, May 8, 2015

Home in analog

Yes, i will get my first New York film back today, but i probably won't have time to re-size and post the pictures until later this weekend, so here are some older photos from my new home in Neukölln.

I had a few shots left on my second Hawaii film, and i decided to waste them on random shots of the apartment!
It's mostly finished in these pictures, but i still kept finding room for improvement for a long time after, and even now i can still think of a couple of things i need to get done. But all in good time.
It looks and feels like a home, everything works, and we've only been living here for two months, after all.