Kafka and I fell back at the hotel for a bit. However, we were in such bad need of some food we lowered our standards and walked to the nearby Mcdonald's in pouring rain to get some pre-grub til the other guys came out. Had to grab a sweater from my man too, since I only brought underwear, t-shirts and a laptop... Optimist = Daydreamer more elegantly spelled.
Swedish meatballs, it doesn't get much realer than that. Peter agrees.
Introducing Ray, most Swedish know him as the rapper named Blues. Ray is een echte soedattie! Hit me up when you're coming out to the Dam later this week!
Kafka and Erik B discussing everything but streetwear. Like flute playing and gardening. Turns out Erik is a master at both.
That's no peace-sign, Angel is a master at ordering more drinks.
Meet Oskar Olsson. Aside from looking like the starring role in a funky 70's cop series, he's also owner of the stylish Denim Demon jeans brand. He also has a blog on Vogel's site. Keep an eye on this guy!
Oskar's girlfriend Kristina is a great singer and piano player I was told by many anonymous sources. (This is true).
Charge it to the game. And keep it moving.
Moved from Riche to East til the fat lady sang. Party over tell the rest of the crew.
Get drunk or die trying. Epic fail. Deze gast ging pas echt fucking slecht!
Peculiar window displays...
Thought we dodged Gay Parade back home, turns out the had the same thing going on in Stockholm.
Angel & The Angels.
Drucker trying to make friends with To Wong Foo.
Goodnight Stockholm.