Grüssgott, ich soll jetzt wienerin werden,sagt man. Darum wird meinerseite über einen besonderen Wienerblog nachgedacht. Der würde dann in den nächsten Tagen erscheinen. Ansonsten sind viele posts für die photoholiker unter uns vorbereitet.

carambarkuchen im kühlschrank

love. PinkLady

gefällt im Frühling

Frühling 2011 in Dänemark

der frühling ist mein bester freund.
und das habe ich heute gemacht, obwohl ich soo viel für die uni tun sollte:
das fahrrad aus dem keller geholt und es genossen nur mit jeanshemd rumzuradeln
in der kabar einen hausgemachten eistee getrunken
eine alte freundin gesehen
mit der wegi glace gekauft (mövenpick!)
die andere wegi und ihr freund getroffen, zusammen am rhein gegessen
die exwegi ist dazugekommen und wir haben heftli gelesen
abendessen in ofen geschmissen und mit der exwegi weingetrunken
bowling gespielt
teures und schlechtes bier getrunken
tram gefahren

das alles war aber leider nur eine riesen essay-pause. jetzt gehts wieder los.

bald kommt aber noch ein frühlings-freu-post. :) aber erst wenn der essay abgegeben ist.
Bis dahin, freut euch über den frühlings-post beim Lockenmädchen. Der ist toll und ihr blog sowieso.

love. PinkLady

February 2011

 I was applying to art school.

I went to the westcoast of Jytland...

And got blown away.

 The meat was done on the grill: really tasty.

Had fun being an Au Pair.

Baked Polienne's cookies.

I was in love with the landscape...

I baked fastelavnsboller.

I was in love... and still am.

I baked oreo-muffins.

I was an Au Pair.

love. PinkLady

gut&billig

with  Polienne's recipe I made (again!) the lovely oatmeal cookies.
Check out the recipe here and try them yourself. they look so healthy and taste so sweet.
everybody loves them.

love. PinkLady

gefällt am montag

Bild von Lilly panic

singen im Chor - superswing-jinglebells
Apfelwähe von der Wegi
Mein Gemüse-pasta-gratin



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paulienne's oatmeal cookies

I tried lovely paulienne's cookies.
nice!
check out the recipe here.

love. PinkLady

google down - shawarma up

An up and a down.
first the down, to end up on a good tone.

the down:
google translator. HEEEELP!
I'm learning danish, as you know. but sometimes, without any bilingual dictonnary at home, I just don't get it. And leo.org doesn't speak danish, unfortunately. So, I use google translator. Sometimes it's fine, I can understand what a text is about or whatever. BUT only if I try in german, then in french, then in english and because I know quite a lot of danish by now, so I can get the structure. BUT, fu**! What the hell is this shit for? Should translators get replaced by internet?! I thank my whole childhood to a translator, so...
Really. the translations are so NOGO.
There are a lot of people using google-transations in Tourism. NOGO!
It's such a shame, in my opinion, to get a language so destroyed by this 'easy-solution'.
But anyway. Why I am so angry about it suddenly? why right now?
Well, I was checking a few words I came accross in the past days on gogole-translator. To write them down on my 'list of new words'.
So there is this 'endelig'. A word which means finally, last, etc. But as I understood it in context, it's also like 'just', as i.e. in 'just tell me if you need help' (Sige endelig til hvis du har brug for hjælp, i think). I wanted to be sure. but what did gogole say?!
danish: sig endelig til
french: Suzanne


WTF??!?!?!!!?!

and an up:
everybody in Northern Jutland and everywhere in Denmark and everywhere anywhere told me: Take care, in the big city there is a lot of 'bad' people. Dont' walk around in the night, don't speak to strangers. Whatever. You know what I mean. I was just like. Oh, come on, I've been a few months in Berlin, Copenhagen is just like a tenth of it. I know how to behave, I know what to do. I learned it (sometimes the hard way...)
So well, of course I'm careful.
But then, I just had bought my new pink bike (!) and I was driving home from a tour in the centre when my chain fell out. I tried to fix it myself but hahahaha. The only thing I managed to do is get my fingers all black and dirty and greasy and ... beurk.
suddenly, a boy from eastern europe with a 'shawarma-whatever' tshirt came and asked if I needed help. I thought, thaaaaanks. He just fixed it, had as dirty fngers as I did, but he had it fixed. Wonderful. Then he just sat himself on his bike and wished me a nice evening.
This was so nice. I don't know a lot of people that are that helful. To stop on the side of the road to help a stranger to fix his/her bike... Would you do it?
I think I wouldn't.
Even after this experience. But that's just because I'm not able to fix a bike ;)
A lot of bad people in the big city? Also a lot of good people in the big city! coup de coeur! 
So one big grateful THANKS to this guy.

And toniiiight:
the Floor is Made of Lava at Tivoli.
I'm really really looking forward to it.
Dont know the band?!
check them here.
They're danish. and lovely.

and on photoholic you can see BERLINberlinBERLIN. 



love. PinkLady

a day in the life

a day in Copenhagen.

waking up late, lazying around until i managed to get myself into the kitchen and make some wannabe-birchermüesli. Watch BAYWATCH while eating breakfast with one of my kitchenmates. meget hyggelig.

i'm just too lazy.

but still, I finally found myself sitting on my bike. wonder. the weather was nice. nicest since last summer. warm enough to be wearing just my 1000fleures-tanktop-mini-dress with my jeans-shirt.

sorry for the webcam-quality...

sitting on my bike I drove over the bridge to Christianshavn... seeing 'Prinsessegade' i took it. knowing it would lead me to the freetown CHRISTIANIA. (for more information &pictures about Chrisitania click here-wiki-we musn't take pictures down there ourselves.)

Maybe I was too early, but apart from the very colorful houses it didn't seem very special.

it actually even seemed to be quite dead. but the atmosphere was very peaceful. very bright day made the colors shine even more.

taking the road along the water i ended up in some 'private area'. There were boats that were houses. The funniest about this was that there were letterboxes on the dock. coup de coeur!

i just kept on driving around with my bike enjoying the sun.

then I ended up at 'kongens nytorv' where i left my bike and went on by foot discovering the very quiet and peaceful neighborhood in between 'magasins' and the water.

'Pder Skram Gade' was completely tom ('empty'). But suddenly a window was opened and a little girl threw an insect out. And I heard someone playing the piano. coup de coeur. how i miss it...

Standing in front of the 'Kongelige Teater' again i picked up my bike seeing a lady having her (very hairy) dog in a basket in front of her bike. how silly.

Like a real tourist I was in Christiania, to carry on with being a real tourist I went to visit Amalienborg. The Royal Residence.

But the tourist in me came up only when I was sitting on my bike. I didn't remember I was a tourist when I  left home... And left the two main tourist 'accessoires' in my room: my citymap and my camera (!).

But nonetheless I was a tourist in my new hometown and also drove by the 'lille havfrue' to get to my goal: the best ice in town. I had to check if it still is there.

And it was. lucky me.

But I bought my softice nextdoor, there was less folk waiting...

Sitting near the water, looking at the AIDAferry which was about to leave. (about to- meaning leaving in a few hours...)

Walking back to town with my bike I came across my salvation: a 'døgn NETTO' where I finally could buy a bottle of water... I left my bike there and had a walk in 'Store Kongensgade'.

and then i just walked into a littel 'everything-that-is-funny-shop' and there was - tadam! - a MILK TOOF book! amazing! i just had to read it and it made my day. (if you don't know 'my milk toof': hurry up and click here) coup de coeur! it is just amazingly sweet and funny and... i love it.

Another coup de coeur! that day in this street was the giant TRIPTRAP-chair. how funny.

I picked my bike up and drove a little bit more round and round...

Entered some restaurants, cafés, bakeries, icecreamshops to ask for work.

Went to the library: I brought back this weird 'Book Of Love' i don't want to read and chose some new books: Viola og kærligheden (a danish easy-reader), The Spin Doctor (sounds funny) and Lust (won the 'Nobelpreis für Literatur 2004').

I also went to the restaurant I had worked 2 days to get my money, money, money. Honey, honey, honey.

The beautiful Antonio told me the bigboss wasn't there, so he gave it to me and showed me a box of swiss 'Lindt-Chugle'. The so in love Luigi coudn't concentrate on his food while I was there and the what's-his-name-amore thought I came for working. No way.

Greenpeace boys wanted to ask me for something, I just told them I'm not 18 yet. (ha, this trick still works.)

In possess of 3 new books and a little bit of money I sat down on the stairs in front of the university and started reading The Spin Doctor, which I quite like... I had to chase the sun who was trying to get away from me.

A boy came and asked me if I wanted a piece of fruit and a flyer about some new healthy-take-away. sounds good.

After shopping for my dinner I tried to carry all the stuff home. The sexy Franco saw me and told he would call. He didn't. lucky me.

Made myself some delicious food (rice with a pepper-carrot-cream-cheese-sauce) and watched some tv.

Spent the evening answering some mails, reading blogs, reading books ('Lust' is weird.), and so on.

nice, quite lazy, sunny day.

love. PinkLady

chouettissimme.

top!
Mettez "chouettissimme" dans google...
Qu'est-ce qu'il vous sort?!
4 liens.
de quatre blogs. le plus drôle est que je les suis tous.
cliquez ici pour le resultat
et ici pour les blogs:
Lady Moriarty

dreinüsse (vous y êtes!)


Agathe Golightly


Cuillère à Absinthe

si c'est pas drôle...


love. PinkLady

je rêve ou bien? (bis)

Le 25.3.2011

Je me suis donc dit, ce matin, en me réveillant. Boudiou ! ça fait un bail que je me suis plus manifestée sur mon blog. Bon, à vrai dire, je sais bien que c’est pas la fin du monde. Et vu qu’y’a pas grand monde qui le lit, ça stresse personne. Mais en fait, c’est juste que, moi, j’aime bien ça. Blogger (ou bloguer ? ). Oui, j’aime bien. Et ce que j’aime beaucoup, c’est écrire.

J’aime bien écrire. J’ai un journal, où j’écris plus ou moins régulièrement. Mais ça c’est vraiment que pour moi… pour moi toute seule. Mais quand même ! je me donne de la peine, j’écris en joli français, avec de jolies phrases… mais je me rends compte, aussi, que mon français, je le perds. Là-haut, au Danemark, je parle danois tant que je peux, et sinon je passe à l’anglais… c’est qu’avec mes quelques rares amis francophones que je me suis gardés au chaud et ma famille que j’écris ou skype en français. Sinon, tout les autres, c’est en suisse-allemand. (‘vupti’, le secret est dévoilé ! je suis suisse.)

Donc. Beaucoup de blabla pour pas grand-chose…. mais.

Je vous raconte toutes ces choses auxquelles j’ai pensé en me réveillant en essayant d’avaler pour le mieux ma purée de banane pas spécialement appétissante pour pouvoir faire descendre mon antibiotique. (Ah, ouais, hein. ça rigole pas, tout ça. avec une angine à streptocoque, t’as intérêt à bien les faire partir ces bactéries à la c*).

Donc, tout ça pour vous dire : ce matin je me réveille et étonnament, je me suis souvenue de mon rêve. Ça m’arrive jamais, sauf quand je suis malade BINGO ! ou… - euh ?

Donc oui, j’ai fait un rêve. Je me rappelle plus trop le début…  on était un tas de jeunes à essayer de bricoler je-sais-pas-trop-quoi. .. Et là, y’a une fille qui vient et qui montre sur une rousse et moi « toi et toi, vous venez avec moi. » nous, sages comme des grandes on la suit… elle avait l’air chouette, quand même.  La fille m’a tendu un petite boite ronde transparente avec des paillettes dorées à l’intérieur, à la fille rousse qui était venue avec moi, elle a tendu un une sorte de crème blanche un peu grasse et collante. Celle qui nous a donné le maquillage nous a indiqué un ascenseur et a dit : « vous êtes les deux qui ont été choisies pour ce stage de deux semaines. La première chose que vous devez faire, c’est prendre cet ascenseur jusqu’à ce qu’il s’arrête et là, il vous faudra maquiller une fille et un garçon avec les deux choses que je vous ai données…  - petite pause magique qui fait peur – pour nous prouver qu’on a bien fait de vous choisir. Et si vous voulez simplifier le tout, vous avec intérêt à devenir amies au plus vite… vous allez devoir passer ces 2 semaines ensembles. « 

Sur ce, elle s’en va, et la jolie rousse et moi on se regarde avec un drôle de sourire. Dans nos tête : vous avez intérêt à bien vous entendre…

Je la regarde et je me rends compte. Pas de prob’ ! Parce que la fille en face de moi, c’est soit Typhaine-Cookies (celle du blog chouettissimme, dont je vous parlerai dans un instant…), soit sa sœur jumelle, soit sa petite sœur…  Parce qu’elle a l’air d’avoir 16-17 ans. Un peu plus jeune que moi… mais dans la vraie vie (celle où on rêve pas…), je crois bien qu’elle en a un peu plus ! ;)

Dans l’ascenseur – genre Charlie et la chocolaterie, qui va dans toutes les directions… - on fait signe au reste du tas de jeunes, qui est toujours en train de bricoler et vu que le voyage dure assez longtemps on a le temps de faire connaissance… mais là, ça devient vague dans mes souvenirs… j’étais juste en train de me réveiller.

Voilà. C’était mon rêve. N’est-il pas chouette ?

Donc (bien vu, j’adore donc.), je trouve que c’est une bonne occasion de vous présenter un de mes blogs préférés. J’imagine que vous le connaissez toutes et tous, il fait partie de la  collection de base d’un blogueur francophone, à mon avis. C’est….

 ‘roulement de tambour’

TA-DAMME !

CUILLÈRE À ABSINTHE…

Tenu par la jolie Typhaine (si c’est pas un chouette nom, ça ?!) alias Cookies. Avec une jolie tignasse rousse, un goût pour les motifs aztèques, indiens et autres, un style hallucinant (j’adore !), des slims, un copain qui lui offre plein d’habits chouettes et qui a lui-même un style chouette-chouette, un sourire d’une oreille à l’autre et toujours du soleil. Ses textes sont très agréables à lire. C’est du français. Et du joli. On se rend bien compte, qu’elle n’est pas tombée sur la tête, la fille.

Donc si vous n’avez pas encore jeté un coup d’œil chez elle, allez-y vite !

Et moi je dit : BIG LOVE.

Voilà, les amis. C’était mon commentaire du jour.  Dans les temps qui suivent je ne vais pas poster énormément, en vue d’un programme chargé. 

Double-travail, un bien payé, un mal. Un à l’ordi, un au resto. Un toute seule à la maison, un avec des gens. Un emmerdant, un chouette. Ça se compense.

Et il faut que je me mette à organiser Copenhague, DIDIER !  si je veux y aller dans un bon mois, faudrait voir que je me trouve une chambre, un job, un orchestre, un vélo, …

Au boulot !

Bonne journée.

love. PinkLady

shabby blogs

what I found, again.
today.
was: SHABBYBLOGS
'CLICK'

I pimped my blog a bit.
again.
what do you think about it?

on shabbyblogs you can find at least one thousand lovely
* backgrounds
*buttons
*headers
*post dividers
*sidebar title tag sets

they're just cutest.

for instance this one:

or











love. PinkLady

what to do?

yeah, well. what to dooo?
Hanging around on blogs, facebook and everything. It can get so boring. When you checked and hyped and commented onethousand looks on lookbook.nu
when you know everything you didn't want to know about your too many facebook friends you'll never see again. When you discovered 3 new blogs and posted on all your blogs.
When you checked your mail accounts, and wrote all your sms's online.

WELL, THEN.
just go and clean the bathroom, for heaven's sake!
and then read your book and do some music. Eat a loot of sweets and become a fattie. who cares? I don't.
oh, and. call your boyfriend. just to hear is voice. cause he's so cute. (He definitely is... )


on photoholic you get new pictures. The Serbia - series starts now. with Subotica first.

 and one of the blogs I discovered today:
°exentrell°

not by me. found via google.

love. PinkLady

Abendkasse...

lovelylovelylovely.
this is °ABENDKASSE°.
one of the cutest blogs ever met.
the most inspiring pieces of Art ever met.


my favourites:

aaaaand: (GUD! it's so difficult... i just love them all)

yes: the birthday card. click 'click' on it, and have a look, isn't it wonderful?

 now you met Abendkasse... an you'll all become members and follow her...
you'll all smile because it's just what you wanted to see when she posts, you'll get a warm heart because it's so. so. so! wow. everytime. my breath just hits the road and I don't know what to do... I think: She got it.

if you don't feel this: I guess You didn't Get it.









love. PinkLady

3 Nüsse is a photoholic

Hi my dear friends, nownownow!
The second post of my new blog, of my photoblog, was just published, time to tell you about it, isn't it?
My second post could also be very intesting for you, 'cause I present myself on it...
so, hurry up, click °here° to get to 3 Nüsse is a photoholic...
commnent, follow, whatever you want!
next posts on here will be about my work to get into an Art School, probably a few looks, and maybe I'll be telling some things about Danemark.
now i'm off to fitness, I wish you a nice weekend.


love. PinkLady

next thing.

Next thing I'm blogging, will be a new blog. It will be a photo-blog. It's now some time I've been thinking about it. Last sunday i tool my decision. This has to be done! I want a photo-blog, next to my 3Nüsse. I want a blog, where my pictures will get more space, and no other thins to disturb. I'll tell you as soon as it's ready ;) Until then, have some patience and enjoy this:

love. PinkLady

les blogs de ceux qui me suivent.

As promised I'll present the blogs of the members of my blog.

First is Minette.
LE BLOG DE MINETTE

it seems that I'm the only follower, maybe this is why the blog hasn't any reason update. but actually it's a great blog. and as the blog is in french, i'll continue my description in french. if you don't understand french you (unfortunately!)  cannot understand that blog. donc. le blog the minette. des textes écrits par la minette en personne. à mourir de rire. j'adore sa manière d'écrire! je ne puis que vous conseiller d'aller y jeter un coup d'oeil. peut-être, qui sait?, si vous vous inscrivez tous au blog de minette elle recommencera à écrire?


next one, nicolas
SCOALA GOLDEANU SARAT

I'm sorry but I can't tell you what this blog is about... I don't understand anything...


Now, Luci Ana
THE DREAMWALL.

a very pretty blog. with nice pictures and little texts written and translated by the very lovely Luci Ana.

my other followers don't have a blog...
so this was it...

Jim & Haliman

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.


Jim Morrison (1963-1971)

Today, or better tonight, during my night-time run through the internet, I came across something special on lookbook. It's Haliman S.'s work. His pictures on lookbook are not all about fashion, they're more about art, photography. The atmosphere is magical.

and here is  the link to his blog for further following.

have a look. it's definitely worth it!

bloglovin.

i guess i'm on bloglvin now...

Follow my blog with bloglovin

I'm looking forward to see the number of followers grow every day, as it does on google friend connect... haha.

Everybody's gone singin'

 singin' Ser - bi - a!

je frétille je sautille. dans 5 heures je pars! je dois avoir fait mes valises! et pour me faire aider par la magie d'internet... voici le site génialissime, où j'ai créé ma liste de choses à prendre avec...
il faut encore que je mette du linge à laver, que j'aille vider le pot du compost... que je prenne une douche, que je me lave les cheveux, que je fasse ma valise (rose!)...

Mon blog, au départ, était censé devenir un "fashionblog", il s'est peu à peu transformé en blog de photo... en fait depuis que je me suis acheté mon chéri (c'est-à-dire mon appareil photo...). Maintenant il est un peu beaucoup en train de se transformer en blog de littérature (gymnasienne)... agrémenté de quelques blablas de ma part...
voilà, je vais reguider le blog direction mode et photo, avec quelques posts littérature et musique... ça vous va?

en tout cas, merci à ceux qui lisent mon blog, et ceux qui le lisent pas, savent pas ce qu'ils loupent...
tant pis. Dès ce soir, je suis en route pour la Serbie, sans internet. On va chanter... le choeur et le JOK (Jugendorchester Köniz). on fait une tournée avec 6 concerts en 10 jours! on va chanter en particulier le programme dont j'ai déjà parlé ici et ici.

encore quelques photos pour vous...

les roses c'est moi! .)

bon temps!

Beatles

Je viens de tomber sur ça sur le blog de Paulien.
j'adore!