Norwegian Rain In The City That Never Dries

posted on 24th August 2014 under Blog, Design, Fashion, Personal, Style

Beautiful Bergen

“Why does it rain?” I asked my mother. I was four years old by then.

“’s mother Mary peeing up from heaven,” said my mother without batting an eyelash.

Being a child, I was naive and most of all coming from a Catholic family, I believed her that time. Whenever it rains I imagined the mother of Jesus taking a number one. My thoughts were filled with fascination and a mix of slight revulsion. Who wouldn’t be grossed out when you thought that rainwater was actually urine.

I learned later about rain when I started going to school. It was interesting, but not as exciting about a person up there taking a leak. Somehow my mother’s version of rain stimulated my imagination, despite how false it was. That particular story always bring a smile on my face and somehow paved my way for my future relationship with rain.

Fast forward to the present, I live in Bergen and in my own opinion, the most beautiful city in Norway and the city that never dries if I may add. Dubbed as the rainiest city in Europe, Bergen is quite synonymous to rain.

I have a love and hate relationship with rain even though it’s conducive to my creativity. I do admit the hate part stemmed from the lack of beautiful rainwear. It’s hard to be fashionable when there’s a cloudburst or a squall involved. My salvation came from this beautiful homegrown designer label called Norwegian Rain and in fact I have a blog entry about the label two years ago (link here).


Since their launching, I’ve been meaning to buy one of their 100% waterproof, windproof, breathable and overall fabulous coats, but for some weird reason I end up buying another label. Have you experienced something like that? Sometimes my brain works in mysterious ways I tell you. But last week, I took the plunge and bought my very first Norwegian Rain coat.

The interior of T-Michael, Norwegian Rain’s flagship store in Bergen.

The first time I wore it, I felt like a million dollars. The coat was exquisite to the sense of sight and comfortable to wear. It slips easily to the contours of your body like butter on warm toast. I really love it! It compliments my personal style and I could wear it dress down or dress up. Very practical. A marriage between style and substance.






With Norwegian Rain, you’re no longer required to make sartorial sacrifices because of something that is natural as rain. To know more about Norwegian Rain please check their website

Note: Photos are taken just outside our home in Nordnes, Bergen.

IKEA Hacking: Brimnes Headboard

posted on 19th August 2014 under Blog, Interior

I was looking for a headboard with storage possibilities to maximise and utilise the space we have in our bedroom. Scouring the local interior stores here in Bergen, I finally found it in IKEA. It was the Brimnes headboard and we bought it without further ruminations. Once we got home, assembled it and placed it in our bedroom, I realised it was jarringly plain even to a minimalist such as yours truly. I had to do something about it and my husband decided to leave me to my own devices. He trusts my design instincts to say the least.

The Brimnes headboard.

So, I started by doing some research and found this lovely hack from Currystrumpet. It was beautifully done and I was totally inspired. Still, I wanted to do it differently and the idea of hanging a wallpaper was intimidating since I haven’t done it before. Call it coincidence, but one day while we were clearing our storage room, I managed to find those slatted bed base from our old bed and a lightbulb just flickered in my head.

The wooden slats from the bed base.

The wooden slats were just on the right size especially the length. With just a few screws, a drill, a pair of scissors and pliers, I transformed this plain and cold Brimnes headboard into something warm and organic.

Voila! The finish product!

Road Trip

posted on 10th August 2014 under Blog, Personal, Travel


It’s quite funny, Odd and I have been together for almost nine years, but this is my first time taking a road trip with him. To be honest, I have this certain aversion to long trips. I don’t really care about the journey, but I’m all for reaching the destination in the least amount of time. It’s not that I have this motion sickness, which could be easily remedied with some pills, it’s the fact that patience is not one of my virtues.

We were invited to attend a family gathering held in a farm in H√łnefoss where Odd’s grandmother(mother side) was from. I took a chance and said yes to my husband when he proposed to take a nine- to ten-hour drive to Fredrikstad first (my in-laws home city) in lieu to an hour plane ride, which we normally take when we visit them.

I’m glad I said yes.

Descending from Hardangervidda, Europe’s biggest mountain plateau.

Early morning view from my lovely in-laws’ home.

An old stabbur or a granary where they used to keep food from pests. Now, it serves as a museum in the farm.

Inside the stabbur. The interior was preserved well.


Guests doing the polonese or polonaise.

My darling husband, Odd.

Working it!

Odd and I.

Concentrate much.

The scenery is serving me some Twilight Saga realness.

I’m definitely not in Kansas.

Mountains undulating like waves.

It was fun and the weird thing was for once I never had this motion sickness in the duration of our travel. As we drove to and fro Norway’s east coast the scenery was visually appealing with lush forests, rolling mountains, mystical fjords and vast fields tantalising every sense of my being.