A big dilemma

Back to the woman who knew how to sell Marc J's. I went into the store, had a couple wrapped up and then I found out I forgot my wallet at home.

When I got home, I told my sister that I was going to buy her something, and that she could choose between the following two options, not having any clue whatsoever as to what I would buy:

a) I buy, you pay, I bring you a birthday present from Milan.

b) This will be your birthday present.

She decided to pay, and when I came home she was quite happy. Besides, they were 50% off (and there are more pairs at Den Dama, Lapsetorvet) and since she probably never would have found them herself, I consider it a nice favour... now what to get her from Milan?

Hello Oslo!

11 days before we take back Milan.

Running errands in Oslo can be quite an adventure, especially when you have a camera. I ended up losing my keys (put them in the camera bag - thanks Lowepro), but met some wonderful liberals out on stand before the election...

...and a Spanish shop owner who knows how to sell Marc J's.

In the Main Street (Karl Johans Gate) I learned that you can wear boots on a sunny day.

You're allowed to match your shoulderbags with your pants.

Even skaters can be punk.

And choirs can be skate...

High waisted skirts can be plaid - and leather jackets are a yes-yes.

And with two girls named Therese stopped today...I only know one that can pull this off. Notice the ballerinas.