Okay, so we’re here. Or well, I’m here. I’m at the start of summer, the start of a new season, a new chapter, the whole bit. I’ve finished Uni for summer, my third of four years now behind me. This last month was exhausting but also so, so good.

I don’t know if it’s interesting to hear about what I’ve been doing, that’s been keeping me away from here. A lot, that’s for sure. Every year when Christmas rolls around, we all say how busy we are and how everything bunches up before the new year. And then May inevitably knocks us off of our feet and we all collectively have to eat our words. The start of summer is ALWAYS the most hectic.

First things first, I know everyone is dying to find out about who shall be my summer crush. I haven’t completely decided yet because the guy I thought had potential more or less said he wanted space from me after talking for about a week. Which isn’t really a great start to a summer fling. There’s also two guys who want to come visit me in Denmark where I’m staying/working over the summer, but I’m not super excited over either. And they deserve to be with someone who’s excited about them.

Maybe there’ll be a wild card that comes out of nowhere? There’s still time to secure a summer romance. And it would be nice if he was actually in the same place as me so that we could actually meet regularly. But you know, beggars can’t be choosers.

Can you believe I packed for an entire three months in one suitcase? Yes, it’s a huge suitcase but still. I don’t know how I did it. I did it in a sort of last minute-frenzy. But I also feel like this might be really good for me? I’ll get back to you in two weeks when I’ve actually had a little bit of time to process this huge trauma.

Okay I’m obviously exaggerating but I do feel like it’s a fun experiment. I do love dressing for summer which gives me somewhat of an advantage but it’s like trying out a capsule wardrobe in a way. I tried to make sure the stuff I was bringing filled two criteria:

1. Be suitable for summer on an island which might be sunny, windy, rainy, cold, warm and all of the above

2. Be something I really enjoy wearing

We’ll see how I go, but so far I’m feeling like this is a good thing.

Two outfits I felt really great about in May that I brought to Bornholm

To be honest with you, I don’t really know what I’ll be sharing in this space going forward. I just know that I will be sharing. But since I’ll be at a hotel, teaching Pilates and doing saunagus, and spending time with my nephew at the beach and other pretty chill things, I most likely won’t be doing posts like “5 ways to style a white shirt” or “How to wear your office pants to the beach”. And that was never my type of content anyways. Others do it so much better than me.

Who knows? I might fall in love and get my heart broken in a new country. I might find a new life purpose in this new career. I might buy myself a small house in this remote island and decide to never go back to city life. Or I might just enjoy these next three months and then resume life as it was, more or less the same as before.

I’m ever so grateful that you’re here, reading and commenting and sharing. Talk soon, okay?

My sister, her dog and our girl dinner