If I told you about my trip to Tunisia back in 2006, the first of many solo traveler journeys I would make, I would probably tell you that it was my worst travel experience ever.

 

I would tell you about the extreme heat, the dirt and the dust. I would tell you about the crowds, the clutter and the noise.

 

I would tell you how lonely and exposed I felt as a single girl at the age of 25, even though I had covered every inch of my skin. I would tell you how I was almost kidnapped by a guy selling leather bags at the souk. Life was horrifically close to take a whole different turn there…

 

This time though, I’m only showing you this hand painted bowl, which was one of very few good things to come out of that trip. There's no better bowl to serve a tasty Tabouleh from.

 

 

 

 

If you’re invited over to my place for tea, chances are you might think you’ve been trapped inside a crazy cartoon with a lot of ’smashes’, ’bangs’ and ’pows’ in speech balloons.

 

But you’re not. It’s just the dinnerware I collect.

 

I’m not sure about the rest of the world, but in Sweden it’s quite common that kids or teenagers collect dinnerware, either of their own or of their parents choice, and for each birthday and Christmas you are given a cup, a plate or a bowl.

 

I made my own choice, and it was this; Studio-Linie Flash from Rosenthal, designed by Dorothy Hafner.

 

There have been times when I have wondered how on earth I could choose this one. Then, there have been other times, where I feel kind of proud of myself for making such a bold choice. Nothing like the romantic and cute dinnerware most of my friends had.

 

Today’s quote: It’s better to be wrong in an interesting way, then right in a boring way.

Pontus Schultz

 

 

 

 

 

 

Om du är hembjuden till mig på en kopp te finns risken att du helt plötsligt tror att du gått vilse i en tecknad film med en massa smash, pang och pow i pratbubblor svischandes ovanför huvudet.

 

Men det har du inte. Det är bara porslinet jag samlar på.

 

Som många andra började jag samla på porslin i tonåren. Mitt alldeles egna val föll på Studio-Linie Flash från Rosenthal, designat av Dorothy Hafner.

 

Jag har många gånger undrat hur jag i himmelens namn kunde välja det här porslinet, men lika många gånger (eller kanske till och med fler) har jag känt mig stolt över mig själv och över att jag gjorde ett så vågat val, inte alls likt de romantiska och söta serier som många av mina vänner hade.

 

Pontus Schultz

 

 

 

 

A pair of old but dearly loved shoes. I got them on a trip to the US in 2008 (today I'm actually a bit ashamed of the 'Oh, look at everything I bought' pic in that post...). Shopaholic? Me? Not any more, I tell you.

 

These shoes are perfect for an early autumn outfit, before it gets too cold (or wet). The colour makes me think of autumn leaves and the little bow is just too cute.

 

The rug? Bought in India.

 

 

 

 

Det är massa saker på den här bilden, men den här gången är det den randiga lampan som står i fokus. Den ramlade jag över under förra veckans loppisrunda. När jag såg den kände jag att något hade hänt med mig. I vanliga fall hade jag tyckt att den var rätt ful och inte bekymrat mig mer om den, men nu såg jag den, verkligen såg den, och insåg att den skulle göra sig alldeles utmärkt bredvid porslinskatten i sin fina fängelsepyamas.

 

Och det är det som är tricket med att loppisfynda, att tänka bort de omedelbara associationerna och se saker på ett nytt sätt. Nu står min älskade lampa ovanpå den blanksvarta lilla byrån, som också den är ett loppisfynd.

Och svaret på frågan är: JA. Jag handlar nästan enbart begagnat. Vet ni (nä, hur skulle ni kunna veta det, men låt mig berätta) att det nu har gått snart fem månader sedan jag var inne i en vanlig affär med nya, oanvända saker, ja, förutom mataffären såklart och hobbybutiker som jag gör ett undantag för. Det är stort för mig som är en shopaholic på avvänjning.

 

 

 

 

 

There are many things in this picture, but this time it's the striped lamp that’s in focus. I stumbled over it during last week's second hand shopping spree. Seeing it made me realize that something has happened to me. Normally I would have thought it was pretty ugly and just strolled by it, searching for other treasures. But this time I saw it, I mean I actually saw it, and realized that it would be perfect next to my little cat in his prison pajama.

 

And I believe that this is one of the secrets behind successful thrifting; to wave away the immediate associations and see things in new ways. The lamp was brought home, and it’s happily placed on top of my shiny, black drawer, which is also a second hand find by the way.

 

And the answer is: YES. Almost everything I buy nowadays is second hand. Did you know (no, how could you know, but let me tell you) that it’s been almost five months since I was in a store with new, unused things (besides the grocery store of course, and hobby boutiques that I make an exception for)? I’m very proud of this, being a shopaholic at weaning.

 

 

 

 

'Object of Delight' – A new blog category created as an excuse for me to indulge in the prettiness of small things that brighten up my day.  

 

This cute little vase that I bought from a thrift store ages ago made it to the premiere. Right now, it's one of the first things I see in the morning, with a white peony bud.