House music is so unbelievably irritating. Magnified exponentially when housemate is playing it whilst my sick self is seeking relief in the form of sleep.

Listening to Saeglopur, watching the sun slowly fade at 22:30 in the motherland.

Listening to Saeglopur, watching the sun slowly fade at 22:30 in the motherland.

Rocking red lips for the lover.

Rocking red lips for the lover.

Am currently sitting in the cosiest cafe, Stofan kaffihus, in the heart of Reykjavik. I have had two perfect lattes, and the music has included Diana Ross & The Supremes, Air, El Perro Del Mar, and now the best of Elvis. I am writing this because I never, ever, ever want to forget this moment. I am so content. So happy. On my own, and so happy.

Am currently sitting in the cosiest cafe, Stofan kaffihus, in the heart of Reykjavik. I have had two perfect lattes, and the music has included Diana Ross & The Supremes, Air, El Perro Del Mar, and now the best of Elvis. I am writing this because I never, ever, ever want to forget this moment. I am so content. So happy. On my own, and so happy.

Snow bunny!

Snow bunny!

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hellanne: (by Javier Andrés)

(via jennifer-rose00)

To Scandinavia :)