

My trusted grey cardigan is breaking apart. I've had it since 1998 (?) and I guess I haven't taken very good care of it. I could've prevented some damages that come from using it a lot. Last summer I looked through the Sartorialist book and there was one page that made me stop a little bit. Not long enough to remember any details, but it was an elderly man wearing a cardigan, a sweater and pants and I thought his style was perfect. That makes me think of a beautiful shop of knitwear in Berlin, what was the name of that place? My new black things are hanging on my door. It can't be helped that black is the best colour to be in. And grey. V would like me to have a Tsumori Chisato horse shirt (we saw it together in a shop but I couldn't find it on the website). I wouldn't mind. But what really bothers me is that there are so many clothes in this world that are outrageously expensive and still they are produced in unacceptable ways. I'm also bothered by the coming elections here in Finland. There is an incredibly dumb party called "true finns", sounds like a joke but they are totally irresponsible and populistic, and popular. That's scary.

















