Adora's Dream world: "Nude on a boat trip"

What's with all those dreams?!
And those darn evil dreamgirls!

Last night I dreamt there was some kind of alternative wedding going on in town and I went to this huge boat ride with lots of others. Ended up at some island looking bit like Pirates of the Caribbean where there was some kind of competition.
When I was on the boat trip back I was nude all of a sudden!

Arrived at the harbour and was about to walk the 30 meters up to our last house. I felt it was bit embarrassing to walk nude since I gained a few kilos over the summer.
In front of me walked another nude girl, also from the boat trip. I asked her if we could walk together to make it less embarrassing.
And she's like: -Don't think so! and walked away!!!


What the hell?! What's with everyone being a bitch to me in my dreams?
Wednesday it was my sister being a bitch in my dream ;(

Okay, so, when I reached our house there was another kind of stairs, like a climbing wall on the outside and very unstabile. For some reason I couldn't use my hands either.
I climbed the "stairs", nude, and tried to figure out how to open the door since I had to balance both feets and couldn't use my hands.
I whistled, tried to make noice and shouted. Finally my husband opened the door and said: -Why are you naked? And I said I have no idea since the clothes just disappeared during the boat trip and that it was a dream and things just happens like that in dreams. HAhaha!! :)


Then there was this jump to a new dream where my breasts had been blown up somehow.
They had been blown up so much there was now a uni-breast! 

Uni-boobs (symmastia)

And it felt like a soft dough and started to rip open. I tried to make it into 2 breasts pressing the side of my hand between them, but then they just moved up to my throat. It was like a baloon in there!
I woke up in shock! Phu, still two separate breasts...

Baking: Homemade vanilla sauce

1,5 dl double cream
1,5 dl milk
2 table spoons sugar

3 egg yolks
1 tea spoon vanilla sugar
2 dl double cream

Give the milk and the cream a quick boil. Let cool off for a while (paint your nails Goth black or try out all your shoes meanwhile).

Mix the egg yolks with the sugar (I'll use the whites for tomorrow's lemon and marengue pie). Slowly pour it into the milk+cream as you stir.

Back to the heat.
Carefully heat up the mixture while stiring gently without boiling it. When it is quite thick - remove!
Since I assume your Goth I will put up a warning: Don't put your hand on the hot stove, just turn it off.
Let cool.

After half an hour time an hour when it's cool you'll pour in the vanilla powder.

Lightly whip the 2 dl of double cream and gently stir into the vanilla mixture.
Ta-daa! A perfect homemade vanilla sauce with not too much sugar, but still deadly good with an applepie (or a rhubarb pie as I'm making).

And to make it Goth use real vanilla sugar to get the black dots in it. Always try to incorporate Goth where you can!

Bread is in the oven

I just spent 2:07 hours on the phone with my best friend L. I'm always so happy to talk to her, she's so funny!

We talked a bit about how women can do so many things at the same time and remembered when our kids were babies and how we talked on the phone as we changed dipers, wiped bums, made dinner, breast feed our kids, unpacked the dishwasher and did our make up, all during the phone call.

And still I do like a thousand things during our conversations;
baked the dough to two lovely breads that's in the oven right now,

made the base for the home made vanilla sauce, did the mix for the homemade lemonade, did some make up, packed the dishwasher and had an apple :)

I'm Mega Woman!

I'm baking Goth bread ;)

I'm starting the day with baking some bread.
My lovely grandpa (and mum+ husband) are coming for dinner tonight so I thought I'd serve some fresh bread with the dinner.
Not Montignac though, but almost.
I'll share the recipe later when I present the wonderfully professional loafs *hopefully*

If I burn them I'll just present them as Goth loafs.

Perfect grandchild

My grandpa Harry is lovely, and as a child he and my grandmother Birgit were my best friends.

I remember them being a bit disappointed with me when I presented my new look at the age of 12.
For their generation it was synonymous with drug addicts and angry kids and they we're afraid I was going bad. They didn't treat me different though.
But I proved them wrong and they stopped to worry about my looks and realized I still was the same.
But I know they both liked my little un-maked face the way it was and missed to see that every once in a while.

My grandpa always said it was a phase... every year until I was 35 I think. Then he gave me a hug and a serious look as he told me he realized it probably isn't. How cute!

Last time I meet him he was even cuter.
It's so sweet how he spends time thinking about this!
He said that he thought about it a lot and came to the conclusion that I am this times "swing-pjatt" as he was. He was the Goth if the 30-40's he said.
He told me he was super extreme in his teen/twenties in that era according to what his elderly thought at the time.
The "swing-pjatt" had pants as wide so it hide the feet, preferably in Tweed pattern. I'll ask him more about this at dinner tonight.

Well, drifting from the subject a bit; because I wanna make him happy I will print out the picture above so he's got a picture of the Ann-Sophie that lives in a parallel universe. The Ann-Sophie I could have been if not my inner self had another view of beautiful.

Monster High school photo

Synthia kidnapped my phone to take a school photo of her Monster High girls :)
They all look swell!

Today's make up - Gothic tears, new version

I used a brown shadow under my eyes, then I lightly sketched how the tears should be.
I painted the lower end of the tears with a ordinary liquid eyeliner and then used black eyeshadow from the eyeliner tears and up to create a soft gradiation towards the eye. I added some silver glitter on top.
(The rest of the make up is just ordinary Kryolan eyeliner with CEL sealer and some lashes.)

My Music Monday: Playlist 2012

After we've been enjoying last weeks track we have to add a new song to make the party going.
Track number 2 is Military Fashion Show by And One, a long time favorite German band for me. I've seen them play about 15 times! They have lots of fab songs, so check them out!

The right version of this song have no good music video *sorry* but you can still hear it!

Here's the link to the Playlist.

Singer Steve Naghavi of And One and Adora BatBrat 2002.

Singer Steve Naghavi of And One and Adora BatBrat 2002.

Pepptalk yourself happy, then be bad

This morning I set a rule to myself: 
to be perky all day.

It's usually nothing I need to think about since I always jump out of bed with a big smile (just to make everyone else feel bad about themselves). It annoys the hell out of people. I like that!

But the past week I've had a killer sore throat (okay, so I know I'm not supposed to eat razor blades for evening snacks, but I'm goth. I can't help it).
And what do you know?!
Having a fever and a massive sore throat can actually get on your temper! WHOA! I just couldn't recognice this grumpy, but super-cute, goth girl in the mirror.
But it was me!

Being down is for cheerleaders (I was about to make a nasty comment on them being down on their backs...but I won't) so I had to shape it up.

And it worked splendid! Perhaps getting the cutest cuddles from my family members and the ladies at the charity shop who came up to me just to tell me they thought I looked amazing, and the ladies at the small Wedding exhibit who said I looked lovely and delightful might have something to do with it.
OR - I'm just a devil at boosting myself and deciding to snap out of things.



Since I got a bit too much goodwill today I must decide on being sneaky and vicious tomorrow.

After all, I am goth.

"A" is for Adora

You know when you sometimes to things you know you will be frowned upon doing but still you do?
I just did that.

Whenever I see somehing with a big "A" on it I want to own it. 
I have a couple of shirts and a jogging jacket (like I ever jogg) with my letter.
Now I found this:

Kuddfodral 40x40 - från H&M

http://www.hm.com/se/s/03P7K3

Ett kuddfodral i fröskalsbomull med tryckt motiv på framsidan. Dold dragkedja nedtill.

www.hm.com

Of course of no matter, but it's a big "A" on it, and I wanted it. So now it's on the way over here.
Bit too small, only 40x40 cm and not white-white, but it was so cuuuuuuute!
When my husband sees it it will be like "-More pillows?!" *blushing in shame*
A goth girl can't help it....

Adora BatBrat postcard

This might sound odd, but ever so often I get mails from sweet boyfriends who wanna make their goth girlfriends have a different kind of gifts.
They want me to send a postcard to their loved one.
Unfortunately I never have the time to do this, and if I did I would be ruined, but I think it is so sweet of them to think a little message from me can make their pretty girls happy!

So, in order to help those sweet goth boys to be able to do this romantic act I now added a postcard to the webshop where you can add your own message, and I will write it and post it to who ever you want.

Adora BatBrat postcard can be bought at BatBrat.com

I just love this picture of me modelling Nox Hyde wolf ears, and I think the thought bubble was cute too (see, I always boost myself)!

Today's Goth make up and outfit

Started the day with a meeting about my company and grabbed a banana for the walk there.

I went for a sweet lace top I got from my lovely sister last Christmas. I wear it backwards to show some cleavage :)


The bat necklace is made by Syntheticdoll and the choker is made by Pinkabsinthe. Both on etsy.

As I got home I felt a fever coming on so I hit the sofa and fell asleep. Only seconds after Porsche came and cuddled his way next to me, with his furry, little head on my lips!

I hate when school starts and the kids brings home lots of evil bacterias. My throat is so sore I almost can't speak and a slight fever makes me feel so off. :(

Thank you organizers!

I am so grateful for your comments on what you like to see here.

Thank you so much for your time.
Of course I will pretend it was all my ideas.

Someone in my home is guilty of giving me a little bug that makes my throat feel sore.
I feel so miserable *bohoo* And I who enjoys talking so much! This have been a very sad day (perhaps not for my husband who's always saying that every person have a certain amount of words to be used in a life, and that my words soon will be used up).
I tried almost everything

• hot mint tea with honey
• ice cream
• Bafucin (a tablet with a mild anesthesia)
• hot milk with  melted cachuchas

The final outpost is sleep. I'll try it, and I better get well because tomorrow at 10 I'll have a meeting about my company. Need to have a voice by then I think.
Since bed is calling I'll just post an old picture of me (and my boyfriend, now husband):)
I'm 18-19 on the picture if not mistaken.