Books I want

Do you want to know something about me? I love books! If it was up to me I would read atleast one book per week, but due to time limitation and university classes, thats not the case. I usually have a big pile of books that I need to go through in my bookshelf, but that pile somehow have ceased to existed, so I thought I would share a list of books I would like to read and add on to my private library.  I must post some more book reviews on Charlie’s world. StrandBooks800

             All the light we cannot see – Anthony Doerr

  • “For Marie-Laure, blind since the age of six, the world is full of mazes. The miniature of a Paris neighbourhood, made by her father to teach her the way home. The microscopic layers within the invaluable diamond that her father guards in the Museum of Natural History. The walled city by the sea, where father and daughter take refuge when the Nazis invade Paris. And a future which draws her ever closer to Werner, a German orphan, destined to labour in the mines until a broken radio fills his life with possibility and brings him to the notice of the Hitler Youth.                         In this magnificent, deeply moving novel, the stories of  Marie-Laure and Werner    illuminate the ways, against all odds, people try to be good to one another.”

The hourglass factory – Lucy Ribchester 

  • “1912 and London is in turmoil…

    The suffragette movement is reaching fever pitch but for broke Fleet Street tomboy Frankie George, just getting by in the cut-throat world of newspapers is hard enough. Sent to interview trapeze artist Ebony Diamond, Frankie finds herself fascinated by the tightly laced acrobat and follows her across London to a Mayfair corset shop that hides more than one dark secret.

    Then Ebony Diamond mysteriously disappears in the middle of a performance, and Frankie is drawn into a world of tricks, society columnists, corset fetishists, suffragettes and circus freaks. How did Ebony vanish, who was she afraid of, and what goes on behind the doors of the mysterious Hourglass Factory?

    From the newsrooms of Fleet Street to the drawing rooms of high society, the missing Ebony Diamond leads Frankie to the trail of a murderous villain with a plot more deadly than anyone could have imagined…”

    The silent wife – A.S.A Harrison

  •  “Todd and Jodie have been together for more than twenty years. They are both aware their world is in crisis, though neither is willing to admit it.

    Todd is living a dual existence, while Jodie is living in denial. But she also likes to settle scores. When it becomes clear their affluent Chicago lifestyle could disintegrate at any moment, Jodie knows everything is at stake. It’s only now she will discover just how much she’s truly capable of…

    Shocking and compelling in equal measure, THE SILENT WIFE is a chilling portrayal of two people in turmoil and the lengths they will go to in order to protect themselves.”

    The night circus – Erin Morgenstern


    “The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. The black sign, painted in white letters that hangs upon the gates, reads:
    Opens at Nightfall
    Closes at Dawn

    As the sun disappears beyond the horizon, all over the tents small lights begin to flicker, as though the entirety of the circus is covered in particularly bright fireflies. When the tents are all aglow, sparkling against the night sky, the sign appears.
    Le Cirque des Rêves
    The Circus of Dreams.

    Now the circus is open.
    Now you may enter.”

We are all completely beside ourselves – Karen Joy Fowler

  • “Rosemary’s young, just at college, and she’s decided not to tell anyone a thing about her family. So we’re not going to tell you too much either: you’ll have to find out for yourselves, round about page 77, what it is that makes her unhappy family unlike any other.

    Rosemary is now an only child, but she used to have a sister the same age as her, and an older brother. Both are now gone – vanished from her life. There’s something unique about Rosemary’s sister, Fern. And it was this decision, made by her parents, to give Rosemary a sister like no other, that began all of Rosemary’s trouble. So now she’s telling her story: full of hilarious asides and brilliantly spiky lines, it’s a looping narrative that begins towards the end, and then goes back to the beginning. Twice.

    It’s funny, clever, intimate, honest, analytical and swirling with ideas that will come back to bite you. We hope you enjoy it, and if, when you’re telling a friend about it, you do decide to spill the beans about Fern – it’s pretty hard to resist – don’t worry. One of the few studies Rosemary doesn’t quote says that spoilers actually enhance reading.”

Gone Girl – Gillian Flynn 

  • “Who are you?
    What have we done to each other?

    These are the questions Nick Dunne finds himself asking on the morning of his fifth wedding anniversary, when his wife Amy suddenly disappears. The police suspect Nick. Amy’s friends reveal that she was afraid of him, that she kept secrets from him. He swears it isn’t true. A police examination of his computer shows strange searches. He says they weren’t made by him. And then there are the persistent calls on his mobile phone. So what really did happen to Nick’s beautiful wife? “

the little friend – Donna tartt

  • “Twelve-year-old Harriet is doing her best to grow up, which is not easy as her mother is permanently on medication, her father has silently moved to another city, and her serene sister rarely notices anything. All of them are still suffering from the shocking and mysterious death of her brother Robin twelve years earlier, and it seems to Harriet that the family may never recover. So, inspired by Captain Scott, Houdini, and Robert Louis Stevenson, she sets out with her only friend Hely to find Robin’s murderer and punish him. But what starts out as a child’s game soon becomes a dark and dangerous journey into the menacing underworld of a small Mississippi town.”

You learn by living: Eleven keys for a more fulfilling life – Eleanor Roosevelt 

  • “Courage is more exhilarating than fear and in the long run it is easier. We do not have to become heroes overnight. Just a step at a time, meeting each new thing that comes up, seeing it is not as dreadful as it appeared, discovering we have the strength to stare it down.                                                                                                        Eleanor Roosevelt, one of the world’s best loved and most admired public figures, offers a wise and intimate guide on how to overcome fears, embrace challenges as opportunities, and cultivate civic pride: You Learn by Living. A crucial precursor to better-living guides like Mark Nepo’s The Book of Awakening or Robert Persig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, as well as political memoirs such as John F. Kennedy’s Profiles in Courage, the First Lady’s illuminating manual of personal exploration resonates with the timeless power to change lives.”



Charlie xx


leaving 22 behind

My birthday is coming up in a few days and it always gets me thinking, and reflecting on my life and the year that has passed. I often set up goals I would like to achieve with in the following year, I guess its something similar to a new years resolution. This past year has been a good year, it has been a bad year, it has been a year filled of sorrow and happiness, it has been a year of personal growth and change.

22 has been a weird age, it has been an age where I have felt rather stuck and lost in life, it’s a bit as standing and tread in slough, you don’t get anywhere. It has been a year of personal growth, I have always been in a hurry in life to get on to the next passage, to get on with life and never actually stopped and enjoyed it. After standing and trading for months and months, I realized I don’t want to go anywhere I want to enjoy life, I want to take in these moments I actually have of being young and stupid. I’m perfectly content where I’m today what come tomorrow might be better but it might be worse, but when it do come I will be ready to handle that, because I’ll actually have enjoyed this part of life and be content to move on.

This year I have fought through several courses, exams and seminars and my degree is actually coming to an end, or at least I can see the beginning to see the end of it and when I reach the end of the tunnel I will be ready to take on future challenges.

This year I had to say goodbye to my baby boy and knight in shining armor, my husky, Bart. He was an amazing little fella, who was my trusting partner, he motivated me to run faster and longer, in heat and cold. The fact that he is gone still hits me every time I go for a run. People who never have had a dog, often just say “it was just a dog” well they are mistaken, every dog is special, has its own personality and behaves differently, but when you love a dog and treats it with love, it will go out of this world to protect and love you.FullSizeRender

22 was the age I was when I broke my left leg, when I was up hiking and got to ride a helicopter to the hospital, it’s a long story I still need to share with you, it’s a good one.

Now lets take a look on some photos of how 22 looks like. Before I welcome 23.

90 walked through this entrance one to many times, at least one can say that my entrance is rather enchanting.

IMG_8743 fell in love with lake como during an early morning run. 

FullSizeRender-2 did a lot of studying with these gurls….

IMG_4208  spent a lot of time on horseback, and even tried western, quite a difference from riding english

travelled back to my parents place for my summer holiday…. IMG_8772

which was mostly spent at our incredible lake houseIMG_3983 my parents puppy (okay he’s ten but still a cutie pie)IMG_3947 where one wakes up to this scenery every morningIMG_3790  and it ain’t summer without the occasional boat ride

as I got back to uni for the fall semester the first thing I did was to eat some fresh caught fish, and drink a glass of wine….


As the fall semester came to an end, it meant it was time to travel up north for christmas in some colder climates. IMG_9982


IMG_4428 me and my little puppy


Charlie xx  

22 and confused

22 and confused. 22 and happy. 22 and hopeful. 22 and scared. 22 and me. It’s a weird age, I’m stuck between watching vampire diaries while eating kraft mac and cheese, but also study for classes, and somehow figure out what I’m gonna do with my life. I’m a psychology major. I can’t begin to express how privileged I am to be here, even though I have no certainties of becoming a good psychologist. I’ve learned so many things not just school related but also about myself.

When you’re 22 you’re expected to know all of these ”adult” things, yet you just entered ”adulthood”. I’m in the process of learning about how expensive EVERYTHING is. It’s just a completely different world from the way I grew up and it makes me feel panicked trying to discover what my career will be. The other day I even found myself (pathetically) googling what jobs would fit my astrological sign best…22 and desperate for stability. I’m the girl who wants to change the world but I’ve also realized that I’m not exceptionally talented at anything, yet I’m surrounded by phenomenally gifted people, my dad is and has been the best dad one can imagine, my boyfriend is a entrepreneur and has a bright future, my sister is a genius, my mom is an not only a superhero but also a career woman who always was there to support me. I could go on and on. There is this pressure to make a name for myself but the only compliments I get are ”We love Charlie she’s so so nice!”, ”You are so good with kids!’, ”Charlie, you can literally talk to anyone.”, ”You have great energy and such a big heart!”. 22 and good at being nice? So what career can I choose where I am just friendly to people all day but also make a ton of money? Let me know if you think of something because I’m lost. That being said, I know it will all work out. Being 22 is scary but it’s also a really hopeful time. I’m at an age where it’s okay to believe that the sky is the limit. I’m madly in love, , I’m learning the most incredible things at school and I have you guys, the incredible people that care enough to read my blog! So I’m going to enjoy all the uncertainty. Who says I can’t be a mom, or a psychologist, or a national geographic photographer, or a Victoria Secret model, or the president, or a businesswomen, or an author, the sky’s the limit right?


I’m currently sitting on my yoga mat, with my laptop in my knees and i should be studying but i’m so sick of it. Today is one of those days I just want to get my degree and actually start working and I do know that the only way to do so is actually by doing the work, reading the books, solve the cases and get my degree in hand and find myself a job. It’s not that i don’t like what i’m actually studying, just that at times it gets bit much.

I must actually be the most divided person in the world, I have four very different dreams, all extremely diverse (Dissociative identity disorder here ,jokes), but in the end I always find myself wanting to work as a psychologist, good thing I’m getting a degree in psychology. I might have several dreams but I don’t even think thats a bad idea, perhaps it may bode well for me and help me in life. I do not know what the future holds for me, but truth be told I don’t want to know, I’m finally in a tranquil state, I’m at peace with myself and I do not care about what others say anymore.                                                                             My personality is too intense for my own good and I have finally accepted that, I care too much, I love too much, I will go infinite lengths for the people I love and when I fall, I fall  too hard and I struggle to get to get up on top once again. I do know this is my weakest and most fragile personality trait as well as my strongest and most passionate trait, and sometimes it get a bit much and i can get too emotional for nothing at all.

maybe it’s time to get back to those books now and actully do some studying.


Charlie xx

SAM_2220-6 some valentines day treats I  did 🙂





Appreciation of life 

This time last year I was planning for “dear spring” even though I really liked it it was too much work, try writing a letter everyday for a month, it’s not really easy. very  time consuming! 

Anyway today as I had a girls day with a dear friend of mine, I could really feel the spring. The Sun was shining and I could feel the heat from its rays, how I have missed them. 

The fact that spring and sunshine is in the air made me so so happy, it’s like I’m living on a cloud. I really appreciate these days, what was a gloomy morning at university with an exam became a wonderful day with one of my best friends, eating lunch in the sun, before actually picking up a few essentials. 

I’m so fortunate for the life I’m living, I have the greatest parents in the world, an amazing sister, a wonderful boyfriend, the best friends a girl can ask for. I’m a university student and I often take it for granted, all the wonderful things I have in life! But I do appreciate everything everyone does for me! Love you all to death!


Charlie xx


Swiss Rösti with beluga Caviar, red onions and sour cream


First recipe post of 2016! and its one of my all time favourites!

swiss rösti with beluga caviar is my all time favorite meal, I could eat it for dinner, lunch and breakfast  but the only problem is Beluga caviar is freakishly expensive, so lets just say I don’t eat this as often as I would wish.

this recipe is for 4 starters or two entreesIMG_4586



6 big potatoes

0,5 yellow onion

2 tbsp butter

2 tbsp olive oil

05 tsp salt

a pinch of pepper


  1.  Peel potatoes and onions.
  2.  Chop the onion or shred it finely.
  3. Grate potatoes coarsely and place in a colander.
  4. Rinse the potatoes in cold water.
  5. Mix the grated potatoes, onion and salt in a bowl.
  6. Heat a large frying pan or two smaller pans.
  7. Add the butter and olive oil.
  8. Divide the potato mixture into the pan (pans) in an even layer and flatten to about 1.5 to 2 cm thick.
  9. Fry the potatoes with the lid for approximatley 5 minutes on maximum heat
  10. Remove the lid and continue frying voice over medium heat for 10 minutes. Be careful not burn potatoes (lower heat).
  11. when the potatoes get brown color and gets a hard crust so that the grated potatoes sticks together. Flatten the potatoes with a spatula. Shake the pan to loosen the potatoes.
  12.  Turn the rösti in the air or turn gently with a spatula.
  13. Continue frying the Rösti for 10 minutes on medium heat until nicely browned underneath, and the potatoes are soft. You can also finish up the cooking in the oven  for about 15 minutes at 200 degrees
  14. serve with beluga, chopped red onion and sour cream.
  15. enjoy! IMG_4587


Happy Valentine’s day

Valentines day has turned into one of the most hated holidays. People say, “It’s not an important holiday, it just makes people feel bad if they don’t have a Valentine”, or “Why don’t we just love everyday?” and the biggest critics say, “It’s just a holiday that women made up so that they can get flowers and jewelry and candy.” With all that said, I stand my ground, Valentines Day is my favorite holiday. A day dedicated to love. A day full of butterflies. A day in which you are given the chance to tell that special person that you love them. What people seem to have forgotten is that you don’t need a boyfriend or girlfriend to celebrate this amazing holiday. Boys, if you don’t have a date this February 14th, call your mom and tell her she’s your valentine, I promise it will make her day or even her week. Ladies, if you’re dateless this Valentine’s day send your dad a thank you text for all he does for you. Have a girls sleepover and eat candy hearts, watch every Nicholas Sparks movie there is, and yes, you can pretend Ryan Gosling is your valentine. There are so many ways you can spread love, and this holiday gives you the opportunity to be happy, silly, cheesy, and a complete lovable fool. You can help your best friend set up the perfect date for her boyfriend. Maybe you send a card to that crush that you haven’t had the guts to talk to. Valentines day is about the little things. It can be about making a strangers day, buying a homeless man a meal, asking your grandparents how they met, finding joy from other people’s happiness. So often we make the mistake of thinking that it’s about jewelry, huge gestures, and spending as much money as you can… that couldn’t be more wrong. Last Valentine’s Day I made that same assumption. I spent the entire day waiting for this huge gift… “I wonder if he’s getting me one of those life sized bears? Or maybe a huge bouquet of roses? No he’s definitely going to get me lots and lots of candy, the kind that says be mine, and kiss me on it!” As you can guess, I never got a human sized bear, nor did I get a huge bouquet of flowers, and I didn’t get those heart shaped candies I really wanted. And before you think “ what the heck man, what were ya thinking?” (Which I definitely thought that day), I realize, I spent that whole day waiting and thinking about myself that I didn’t realized all the little things he did for me. He woke me up at 6am because he knows I love sunrises (I was busy thinking about how tired I was),he made sure he got me oatmeal because he knows that’s my favorite breakfast, he took me to get pizza for dinner (I actually didn’t complain about that because there’s no way I can be sad while eating pizza), he took me to an old movie theater to see It happened one night because he knows I love that movie, basically I was too blinded by what I though Valentine’s day was supposed to look like that I didn’t enjoy all the love that was given to me that day. And yes, it doesn’t hurt to get me flowers and the candies and he probably should have but this year and all the years to come I will be thankful for sunrises and warm oatmeal. So I challenge everyone, let’s change the stereotype that Valentine’s Day has been given. Let’s love and be loved. Let’s take matters into our own hands. This Valentine’s Day, let’s spread SOOOO much love that the whole world will feel it. And, if you don’t have a Valentine, I’m all yours!  Sending lots of kisses and hugs your way, and keep on spreading the love!

Love                                                                                                                                                                         Charlie xx