Another belated Instagram post.
#tbt to looking to this. Probably about 2003.
My sister’s dogs being easter witches.
Back home after spending Easter with my family. I found this beautiful book, “Black Sabbath”, at a flea market. Very fitting since Easter in Sweden is mainly about the witches sabbath.
Fantastic plastic bag from my parents’ storage room.
Another one of the moth lady outfit.
You can’t really see that I had black goo in my nose.
Sushi with Liselotte.
Another great flea market find from the easter weekend.
Lazy day in shiny trousers.
#tbt to 2001 probably, and one of my most amazing and most ill advised purchases. I’d seen this fantastic fraggle dress in a shop window for a long time. It was handmade and really expensive but I saved up and bought it, still one of the more expensive things I’ve bought.
I fell in love with it so much as an object that it never really occurred to me that it will just never fit into my style. It’s just too hippie-ish, which is probably the one subculture/aesthetic I just can’t get into (well that and rave, and this dress is like hippie and rave fused into one!). I only wore it a handful of times, probably less, but I can’t bear to part with it because I still think it’s fantastic.
I brought it home from my parents’ house this weekend in an attempt to find some way to use it. Maybe I’ll wear it around the house instead of a robe or something, or alter it some way.
Same dress today. A bit scruffier but no less Fraggly!
Pretty nice lighting by my makeup table!
Making leg brooches.
Went for a spring walk earlier today in another of my weekend flea market finds (it was a good flea market day!), this jacket with a really great fluffy faux fur collar that you can’t really see.
New plants for the collection!
Ghostly cactus and the meatiest plant ever that both looks and feels like roast beef.
V cute dress I got from Liselotte a while ago!
A commissioned art doll I made in, I think, 2004. One of my favourite commissions I’ve gotten since it was completely open as long at it was a doll. I would love to do something like this again. I’ve gotten a lot better at sculpting tiny hands…
Huge dress. It was about Barbie size if I remember correctly.
She looked a bit like a sexy girl-Count Orlock.
The last of those flea market finds. A hand in my favourite material, neon pink plastic, for storing rings.
Just an outfit.
#tbt with serious face and rose hair. 2001 I’d guess.
Trying new ways to curl my hair, I find my foam rollers make the ends too dry as my hair gets longer. This is rag curls. Result: way frizzy and the ends don’t look very nice. Going to get some of those bendy perm rods to try next.
Another photo from London.
With Claire and Liselotte.
My little makeshift conservatory with most of our plants.
#tbt to cotton candy hair sometime around 2002.
Rearranged our little diner-y shelf.
Another one from London.
Walking into the great hall at Hogwarts.
Waiting for the Knight Bus.
Another one from Elflocks modeling in Todmorden.
Rather grand grey hair mid dry shampooing.
Just a smiley picture from a couple of weeks back.
Lovely mossy drain thing at the Chalice Well in Glastonbury.
More lovely mossy stuff by the Chalice Well.
Fraggle dress again!
Update on the search for the perfect curling method. I haven’t tried the bendy perm rods yet but wanted to try the suggestion of applying smoothing lotion to the ends before putting in the foam curlers. Except I don’t have any smoothing lotion and I’m too poor and cheap to buy stuff like that, so I just tried using coconut oil instead since I already use that for pretty much everything.
It actually worked really well. Pretty much no dry frizzy ends at all. Still going to try the perm rods when I can afford to get some, but this is a big improvement!
Current reading: a 1970s anthology of 50s horror comics.
#tbt to about 2006, with long blonde hair and Malungsdräkt. I don’t know how I managed to make my hair look that good!
Hair still looking nice and ends still easier to manage than usual. The rag curls did make it less prone to tangle though, and I liked the volume and length I got with them compared to curlers.
From Henrik’s Instagram:
Roadside pee break en route to my parents.
In my old room.
Rag curled hair.
Goth plant shopping. Can only be fully appreciated when you know that the packet of bulbs Lisis is holding says “QUEEN OF THE NIGHT”.