Pictures from the good old days

So, why am I all of a sudden loading my blog with all new material? Well, I´ve got myself a beautiful new MacBook so that I can work more easily from home... and elsewhere. While I was at it I got a scanner and now I´ve been going down memory lane... Good old days in Uppsala.

1997
After our first house warming party. I have no memory of that kitchen without dirty pots and empty beer cans.
A hung over Anna, yes, I´m sure it´s Anna and not me. This is from when we had the same due.


Sara... these ears still appear once in a while... but are usually worn by little miniature saras.


Da girls, we were a trio always dressing to match eachother, but without ever looking like anyone else.




Hot babe Nicklas when he used to have hair


Sweet Nicklas with Soli... who now lives in Toronto. Me and Nicklas stayed at her place this summer but she wasn´t there... :-(



2000




once we were models, now we are just gorgeous.



Now, why is Sara washing her feet before a party?


Anna from the theatre´s multiculti party... oh, I have to find the pictures of me and Maria, we were suposed to be from Africa


Sara in cognito... ha ha, this is the time we were going to the store to buy magazines to write an article on pornography




But sometimes we just got dressed up and had our own parties at home. Anna always shined the brightes, even if she wore black!


From the play Tango, me 20 years old playing a 50 year old woman pretending to be 20... good thing I´m such a good actress



Anna & Maria


Da girls again


Our little mascot, Marc, who lived in my closet for a while when he had just moved here from France. He later got his own room. But then he wasn´t Marc-in-the-closet any more and I kicked him out.



Nicklas & Pernilla from one of the annual spring parties


2002
But times change and people move and new people come into your life.
Nicklas, Simon, Daniel

Easter

Happy easter! We painted eggs like crazy


Some more crazy than others...


Eliot took the egg painting very seriously.


Ninna invited some guests to her atalje for an easter dinner, I had one the next day but I was too stressed cooking and chatting so I forgot to take any photos.


I think we made it quite cozy in the middle of all the sewing machines and pin up dolls.


Like father like son.




Ignacio (aka Nacho) made a guest appearance this easter. To celebrate that it was 7 years ago that he escaped Stockholm to get back to his career in Madrid. It was a challange doing tourism in a city that both know so well. But the truth is few people stimulate my mind and my laugh buds as much as Nacho does and when he begins a story with: my uncle always says... you can just rest your head in your hands and get prepared to enjoy a great story.


From our trip to Kopenhagen 2000, less hairy, other than that pretty much the same guy! Nacho is one of the few people I know that travels more than I do, but last time we managed to meet up was 4 years ago. I hope it won´t take another 4 years until next time!


Yeah, Ignacio can look pretty serious sometimes. But don´t let his sophisticated appearance fool you.


But wait a minute! Oh my god, it´s Lasse Åberg! How did that happen?!




Nachos true side.


Melindas true side, I got a sudden spurt of energy and start climbing the "mountain" and trees before I realized that I wasn´t dressed for the occasion.



And there are a few tourist traps in Stockholm that you don´t do too often but they are worth the while. Like the Ice Bar. Everything, the glasses, the walls, the sofa´s, even the bar is made out of ice. And you can get drunk here.




We also took the archiapelago boat for 5 hours to one of the most remote islands, Finnhamn. We were the only guests on the whole island. I suspect that all other guests had gotten blown off the island, it looks peaceful but we had difficulties keeping our feet on the ground. And I mean that litteraly.


Swedish nature isn´t very exotic, but pretty.


Pretty perhaps, but darn cold!

Beautiful people

Newborn (Eiad & Anders) recently released a single and of course that had to be celebrated with a party. Me, Staffan and Kalle arrived late and stodd banging on the doors until the police came. Me and Staffan always get pulled over by the cops. I don´t get it. Too bad I don´t have a photo of him here. People always think that we are married, does that mean that we look like a hulligan couple?

A more innocent looking couple is definately Eiad and Taija, here with Shaady.


Way back when we all used to hang out so much it was hard to tell who was living together and who wasn´t. Sometimes when relationships end you expect the friendships to end with them, but not in this case. I´m glad to keep these beautiful people in my life. Eiad and Taija are the only ones who are still together. It was their wedding I went to two years ago in Nazareth and this year was the first new years eve in many years that we didn´t spend together. Newborn has a new contract and are going to Montreal to record. It would be so fun to come along as a groupie of some kind.

Krista & Taija

Brett you sexy beast

I was never a crazed Suede fan, but I always liked Brett Anderson´s voice.... and bod. No doubt has he aged a lot these past 10 years, and I don´t think there´s been just a little bit of drugs involved.... but he´s still cute and when God created sensuality he must have had Brett in mind.






Lovely Maria gave me the ticket as a birthday gift. She sure knows how to please me.


But she was quite pleased as well, Brett made the mistake of entering the crowed and Maria seized the day and grabbed his butt! There was a sudden silence and all you could here were Maria and Jenny laughing hysterically.


Going out with Maria, Jenny and Jesper = fun.


Maria caught me at a most private moment, being seduced in public. But it was a mass seduction, some what of an orgie.

extended family

I have found that it is way more fun letting the children take pictures from family dinners.
Ok, it´s not the best representation of everyone who was there, but the photos are great.

Here, Cornelius, cousin Robban´s son... in the background you can almost distinguish auntie Pia and her husband Bernt, and my brother Steven.


My oldest god child, Celine (daughter of my cousin Jocke). Otherwise a sucessful and YOUNG model but tonight she acted lead photographer.


She thinks that I´m great and I think she is too.



Me and my cousin Robban´s daughter Claudia. I can´t believe she´s already so grown up! But there are some childhood memories she never lets down... like when she was 6 and I had a shaved head... she still teases me about wearing a stocking on my head so that the short hair stubbs wouldn´t stand straight up. .


My cousin Jocke. Yes, the red hair is a family trait that popps up a little now and then.



Not all of the photos are in focus... and I think this was actually one of the few photos I took, so I can´t even blame the kids for that.





I was trying to give Cornelius rabbit ears... but failed miseably, instead I just gave myself a dubble chin.


Celine´s little brother Tim (something tells me Celine´s to blame for the band aid on his forehead)


Yes, I can keep a straight face!


As can the great aunt!


This night we had Pekin-Anka (=Beijing-Duck ?) for dinner at Hong Kong restaurant.


Celine thought the waitress was as pretty as a princess.



Brother and sister, Claudia and Cornelius



Celine and her grandma Pia, who of course is my auntie.




Steven