I sometimes wonder what makes some people so interested in clothes while other couldn´t care a rats ass about what they put on, even though we´re all a part of the fashion cycle in one way or another. For my part I think my mom can have had something to do with it. She loved dressing up me and my sisters in cute outfits, often clothes she had made herself. This picture is of me and my two youngest sisters, me to the far right. Later on I remember that we also wore some secondhand, which was unusual at the time. I didn´t like it then, but it must have affected me too. It´s my first entry to the world of fashion, when I still wasn´t too aware of what it really meant to me. Later on completely different factors lead me to put an extra weight on clothes in the way I expressed myself, but that´s a whole different story…

A coincidence led us to a strange thrift shop at a tiny place called Bøn. A father and son run the place in the old buildings of a closed down train station. When I asked the father whether they had open every day he just laughed and said “We don´t exactly get a lot of customers here.” The area was filled with old antlers and Christmas candles as well as old cars that they were fixing up in between visitors. At first I thought these were some strange guys that couldn´t be very up to date as to was going on in the rest of the world, but it turned out that I was quite wrong. They were very into environmental issues and also had the pleasant idea that secondhand should be cheap. The father had lived in Oslo for 30 years at the same place I live now, but he got fed up with the city. It was here I found the hat as well as a bunch of geeky glasses and some other things. Most of it for a couple of dollars each.

Skirt: Secondhand
Sweater: H&M
Cardigan: Gina Tricot
Scarf: Secondhand
Jacket: My husband´s
Hat: Secondhand
Tights: H&M
Shoes: Skopunkten