Pippi H

Paradise Tour // Lana Del Rey

Posted on 15:48, 9 april 2013 by Pippi

Tack för en oförglömlig kväll M. Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fuckin’ dream I’m livin’ in.

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Today’s. Looking all girly and stuff b

Posted on 18:19, 8 april 2013 by Pippi

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“Ask me a question,” I tell her, feeling suddenly, well, spontaneous. She inhales on the cigarette, then blows out. “So what do you do?”

Posted on 21:48, 4 april 2013 by Pippi

“What do you think I do?” And frisky too.
“A model?” She shrugs. “An actor?”
“No,” I say. “Flattering, but no.”
“Well?”
“I’m into, oh, murders and executions mostly. It depends.”

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It was, unfortunately, a high-fat, high-sodium breakfast and before I could comprehend what was happening, plates of herbed waffles with ham in Madeira cream sauce, grilled sausages and sour cream coffee cake were set at our table and I had to ask the waiter for a pot of decaf herbal tea, a plate of sliced mango with blueberries and a bottle of Evian.

Posted on 10:04, 4 april 2013 by Pippi

In the early morning light that poured through the windows at the Regency I watched as our waiter shaved black truffles gracefully over Lambert’s steaming eggs. Overcome, I broke down and demanded to have the black truffles shaved over my mango slices.

swedish waffles våfflor gammaldags mjölk den gamle fabrik hallonmarmelad hallon hallonsylt slyt frukost mat randigt glas

lantmjölk swedish waffles våfflor gammaldags mjölk den gamle fabrik hallonmarmelad hallon hallonsylt slyt frukost mat randigt glas

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”Uh… your nose is bleeding.”

Posted on 10:00, 3 april 2013 by Pippi

I stand there rock still for a moment, before understanding that I have to do something about this, so I pretend to be suitably embarrassed, quizzically touch my nose then bring out my Polo handkerchief – already spotted brown – and wipe the blood away from my nostrils, overall handling it sort of well. ”Must be the altitude.” I laugh. ”We’re up so high.”

Bloody mess copy Nose bleed blood blod näsblod