There is something special about the autumn, isn’t it. The excruciating summer heat is long gone, the festive season is getting closer and closer, you can feel its presence but you can’t reach it yet. The crispy cold mornings makes you want to curl up and have yourself another cuppa before heading to the office or in my case University. But those crispy chill mornings are just extraordinary beautiful aren’t they. The other day I dragged my chummy out on a morning walk, at my favourite place of the city, we stole her neighbours dog, and I saw the opportunity to play photographer for a morning. Just take a look will you.








Love                                                                                                                                           Charlie 


Bra Cheese festival 2015


A few weeks back my Beau and I were invited to attend Bra cheese festival, unfortunately we could only attend one day.Bra is a small town in the piedmont district in Italy, the birthplace of slowfood and EATALY, and the district is home to, Martini,  barbaresco wine, Barbera wine , Nebbiolo wine, moscato wine, grissini bread sticks, Nutella and Ferrero Rocher, I think it safe to say its a food lovers paradise.

It’s a great place for cheese and wine lovers (the wine is not free though), you walk around the old town of bra and everywhere you look you can taste cheese from all over the world, and if you like them you can buy them.

Being a cheese lover, I must actually say that the most disgusting cheese I found was the Norwegian; its taste reminded me of the smell of old trainers (no offense Norway)

The greatest cheeses was from Switzerland, England and France

Lets take it cheese by cheese, shall we

Switzerland, I don’t have a name for this cheese, I’m sure I was informed of it sometime during the day I was there but I must have slipped my mind. Any how, it was small round, spicy and extremely expensive 18 € for a 100 grams (bring in mind that all cheeses at bra cheese festival is cheaper than in store)

England, okay from England I actually got two favorites, one was a Cornish blue, because lets face it – its one of the worlds masterpieces when it comes to cheese. The other one I once again don’t have a name, but I was a sheep cheese, wrapped in nettle leaves, it was rather hard but I melted in ones mouth, food orgasm deluxe

France, champagne and sheep cheese. No explanation needed.

Enough writing and lets look at some pictures, shall we.











of course we ended our cheesy day with some barbaresco.

Love                                                                                                                                                Charlie 


After a few days of drinking wine  and playing King Charlie Af Zell. we started our journey north toward the Kingdom of sweden, and more specifically Bergslagen, an old mining district in the middle of the country but so beautiful with its luminous forests and blue sky, and nature as long as your eyes can actually visionize. IMG_0749

we stayed a night at the northern sea coast in germany, before catching the ferry to the northern parts of Europe.

IMG_0756 On the ferry I  found a spot in the sun, for a few minutes.

IMG_0757 the view from  the ferry wasn’t to shabby.


we was welcome to Helsingborg by some amazing weather, and i wore my favourite outfit, i’m in love with it! best travel outfit ever, maxidress, kaftan and a vintage noe bag (THIS WILL NEVER BE A FASHIONBLOG, I PREFER FOOD AND THE ARTS WAAAY TOO MUCH )


we travelled on roads with heavy traffic, before we finally reached our destination at 11.30 pm, and it was time to hit the sack.