missfrifri

Fabulous morning and lunch with Elin, took some pictures that she can send off to some model agencies, had coffee and some deluxe girly time.


Also spotted possible future husband at the coffee shop. Unfortunately he got away.
E: What are you doing?
F: I'm trying to see if he's wearing a ring, but I can't see his hand from this angle.
E: Hm... I can't see from here either, it'd be too obvious if I tried.
F: Eh, what the hell they take them off sometimes anyway, you can never know for sure.
(Two Swedish- looking girls come into the coffee shop. We both mouth to each other that we should be more discreet since they might understand what we're saying. Discretion not being what we're best at.)
F: Oh, look at him. What if we're meant for each other?
E: Frida....
F: I think he might be looking at me. Or he's looking at the girl next to me, I'm not sure... Is she hotter than me, I can't see from here?
E: (Stressed and whispering) Shut uuuup!
F: What?? Why?? Oh nooo, my husband's leaving!!! COME BAAAAACK!
Oh. The girl next to me is one of the Swedish- looking girls. Who in fact turns out to BE Swedish. And about 50 cm away. And she can hear what I'm saying very well indeed.
WHY is it always me???