1st picture from the It boys Metro shoot! featuring Alex Mola

Photo: The fabulous Johnny Moose!

Didn´t catch a flight again and obviously this time I really regret it. 15 hours on a lousy buss trying to drink some spastic cough medicine with bourbon, now I cough even more.

In Gothenburg for work and it seems to be even worse than before. Baby M you should see their summer dress codes it´s bloody dreadful! Nothing seems like it´s on the right place, if you know what I mean; and I thought German women where bad (they are). I long to go to Stockholm to see if all of Sweden can´t dress in the heat. I recon the answer is yes.

In the picture is as you see well known supermodel, good friend and musical expressionista Alexander Mola; I long for more picture from our Metro shoot soon will appear on the blog. Though I have to say I don´t look like I have eaten other things than Döners for some time… late beach 2010, here I come, or maybe… eh.

Puzz, puzz!

Ps. Johan you really make these pictures work Ds.

Washing with style

Photo: Johan Orre

May not seem much washing clothes though the pick up potential is amazing, so preparation is the key. This bag is not just a bag, it´s a vintage Orvis sport bag I found for a bargain price in Stockholm (I was furiously hung over and didn´t really have the money for it) almost climbing over the Swedish disease Pernilla Wahlgren: “The bitch aint gonna get it!”. With your clothes in that the rest of your wear can be all black (imagine hearing that from me).

Last night I was high rolling among the tourist at Club de visionaire, which reminds me in a scary way of a yacht club for junkies and hookers. Sitting by the river smoking pot with manors though. At one point of the night a friend went to find my a gin tonic and came back with something looking exactly like one. First taste made me suicidal. The drink was a scam called ginger vodka; what has gone with the world, people drinking filthy coffee drinks and surreal fake GTs, I feel lonely darling, help me, come home. Whatever happened to rum & Pepsi and cocaine on the bathroom?

Had company home with to filthy Frenchmen trying to tell me to clean my act. I told them to fucking learn English first and then tell me again.

Ps. Came to think about inspirations and founds this brilliant clip Ds.

Whatever

Baby I´m back in Berlin just hollaring at hot streets and babes all over the place; went to Club de visionaire and then Bar 25 - we need to find some new places, tourists all over... waiting on new pictures and would at the moment recomend all works of Russ Mayer; faboulous kitsch!