So, there will be a fair bit of photos that have been marinated over all or parts of the summer. But just to give you a touch of the present, here's us on an afternoon walk in the park today.
And like the fashion bloggers my sis and I are (oh, you didn't know? Well, we are, ok?), I'm going to give you the "today's outfit": I was wearing the birthday jacket that I got from Grandma and Grandpa. Fits like a glove! A big glove! (And I'm telling you, loose-fitting gloves are in high demand, as opposed to tight-fitting ones.)
And Toshia was wearing her first-ever-in-life autumn leaf-nose, which perfectly matched her high-end winter coat with faux fur on the brim of the hood. (But which didn't go equally well with her size 86 (big, for those of you who don't have a Swedish size reference) not-so-high-end welly pants. Actually, Antonia also didn't go very well with those pants. Or walk very well, I should say. Possibly there will be a video showing this later on).
And here's us just before that walk. Me, in a shirt from Adam's. The name is the big appeal with that shirt. And the color, possibly. But the material doesn't really live up to par.
Toshia's poncho lives up to very high expectations, though. As one would expect, considering that it's a hand-me-down from Warsaw's best-dressed child, Rosie. (Bebba is a close runner-up to the title. Good thing Antonia's wardrobe holds a few of her one-year-old attires as well!)
Actually, here's us just before that walk: me giving it to Toshia and mom and dad getting annoyed with me.
I'll let you in on a little secret: it's not the first time this happens. Neither the me giving it to Toshia or the mom and dad getting annoyed with me part. Repetition is the mother of all learning. Right? That's my motto.
And like the fashion bloggers my sis and I are (oh, you didn't know? Well, we are, ok?), I'm going to give you the "today's outfit": I was wearing the birthday jacket that I got from Grandma and Grandpa. Fits like a glove! A big glove! (And I'm telling you, loose-fitting gloves are in high demand, as opposed to tight-fitting ones.) 
And Toshia was wearing her first-ever-in-life autumn leaf-nose, which perfectly matched her high-end winter coat with faux fur on the brim of the hood. (But which didn't go equally well with her size 86 (big, for those of you who don't have a Swedish size reference) not-so-high-end welly pants. Actually, Antonia also didn't go very well with those pants. Or walk very well, I should say. Possibly there will be a video showing this later on). 
And here's us just before that walk. Me, in a shirt from Adam's. The name is the big appeal with that shirt. And the color, possibly. But the material doesn't really live up to par.
Toshia's poncho lives up to very high expectations, though. As one would expect, considering that it's a hand-me-down from Warsaw's best-dressed child, Rosie. (Bebba is a close runner-up to the title. Good thing Antonia's wardrobe holds a few of her one-year-old attires as well!) 
Actually, here's us just before that walk: me giving it to Toshia and mom and dad getting annoyed with me.
I'll let you in on a little secret: it's not the first time this happens. Neither the me giving it to Toshia or the mom and dad getting annoyed with me part. Repetition is the mother of all learning. Right? That's my motto.
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