Because we've realised that the great thing about being single is that you are allowed to be in love with several people at the same time. And because ivory skin and curly locks of gold makes us happier than three bears.

March 9th
21:26 - Hej, hej jag mår fint. Är du fortfarande hångelsugen?

March 10th
18:42 - Ja jag e lite sugen.

19:34 - Åh! Det verkar vara ett klokt beslut eftersom du har funderat i ett par timmar.

19:40 - Jag var inte sugen när messet kom.

19:54 - Skönt att du kommit på bättre tankar. Ska du inte komma över dåra?

20:09 - Nja, du får komma hit istället.

20:33 - "If a man speaks his mind in a forest, and no woman hears him, is he still wrong?"

Because while we are wondering what course in rudeness and mis-communication the majority of boys in Stockholm have taken, there are still some breathtakingly beautiful man's men out there to keep our spirits up.

Talking about Al Pacino, De Niro confirms our notion that, above all, confidence is essential when you are up for tough competition. “Al, over the years we’ve taken roles from one another. People have tried to compare us to one another, to pit us against each one another and to tear us apart personally. I’ve never seen the comparison frankly. I’m clearly much taller, more the leading-man type. Honestly, you just may be the finest actor of our generation – with the possible exception of me.”

Because the feet take a person to where one's heart is. And our feet like walking in the direction of straight jaw lines and green eyes.

We did a very simple, five-minute personality test, and although we all seem to be very different, there are only four classic categories behaviouralists divide us into. Pretty much, people who ask who? what? how? or why? Not suprsingly, we were deemed enthusiastic, but sometimes overwhelming, inventive but a dreamer, and unrealistic. (They made a point of that your biggest strength is also your biggest weakness.) Which is why we got the suggested solution to hang out more with people on the go, take a few risks, put up concrete goals and learn to concentrate, with only occasional lapses into the romantic.

Because it makes us extremely happy that people who search for "snake men great seducers, french boys, hairy boys, HOME IMPROVEMENT BABES, greek god photo shoots, hot american men, newest tom seleck photos, beard long hair lover, men and animals, Well, first of all, you must realize that I worship you," end up right here.

Because bearded, fearless men remind us of one of our current favorite topics - Death. We are fascinated by this since it is the one subject that truly emphasizes the wonders of being alive and the mystery of what, if anything, lies ahead. Deepak Chopra writes in Life After Death;

After death we gradually stop being local. We see ourselves as we really are from the soul's perspective: everywhere at once. This adjustment is probably the biggest obstacle any of us will encounter in the astral planes. Right now you are the center of the universe because infinity extends in all directions, yet someone on the other side of the world is also at the center of the universe, because infinity extends on all sides of him, too. If both of you are centers of the universe, you must both be at the same location. The fact that you appear to be in different places is a sensory artefact. It's based on sights and sounds, which are local events. You are not a local event.

No,we're probably not. But we still love boys, or as Chopra puts it;

... souls aren't drifting through the astral atmosphere but are directed by love itself. Love is a vibration, older than humanity itself. But the principle of directedness is very human: we go where our deepest desires take us.

Because we would like to see some evolution of the kind where people start spending more same space-same time together, instead of exercising their fingers on smart phones or staring at an utterly non-arousing facebook page.

Because, according to marketers, it is never the best product that wins, but the most attractive offer. This explains why we have some work to do when it comes to promoting our services.

Looking at it from the other side, we are always open for proposals that include spring, biking, dark, wavy hair and Italian shoes.

Because those dreamy bedroom eyes are a killer. And you are gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.

We've just finished a fantastic piece of literature about life as a young lady in Stockholm, written in 1908. Supposing that the young men looked as dashing as this, when Elin Wägner composed Norrtullsligan, we'd gladly be up for some time travelling.

Jag vet inte vilka män och andra olyckor, som väntar mig här i Stockholm, men det kan jag på åtminstone på empirisk väg räkna ut, att där jag är, där församla sig ännu några år framåt alltid ---

Mitt hjärta ropade helt omotiverat på någon, som jag aldrig tänker på, men som jag en gång hoppades jag skulle få ha barnbarn med. /.../

Det var inte mycket religion i vår jul, men där fanns rätt mycket rörande vänskap och en smula osjälvisk uppoffring och ävenledes ett visst hjältemod, ty alla voro glada, fast ingen var gift. /.../

Det var en sådan kväll då, herrarna som möter en, inte äns gitter räkna ut ens figur, och då även de bästa av oss omedvetet måste längta efter en bil och en älskare. Emedan jag icke är av de bästa, gjorde jag de medvetet.
Och det betänkliga var, att jag sade mig själv: det är det enklaste i världen för dig att skaffa bägge delarna.
Bara ---

Okay, so most people look better in our book when sporting a beard, and possibly glasses, knowing how to play an instrument and standing on a street in Soho. Still, if you really want to make it, we do suggest a little bit of trimming.

Because you sort of look like the DJ we brought home last weekend, with whom we drank tea, ate cookies and made out with to a soundtrack of 90's hiphop. And because there is no such thing as too many dark, bearded beauties.

Sometime girls are dicks, sometimes boys are dicks and sometimes even we realize that you can do all the things in your power to try to get someone's attention, and still fail.
Which sucks, for sure, but what counts here is still that old saying; if you have never failed, you probably have not been doing a lot of interesting things.

Grattis på födelsedagen, Xxxxxxx! Jag kan inte tänka mig annat än att du bara blir stiligare, och visare, för varje år som går :-) Hoppas att livet är underbart och att du har en fin dag, på samma sätt som du förgyller så många andras dagar. Stor kram, Xxxx

Stort tack för dem vänliga orden, sanna eller ej.. Ha det gott.

Klart att det är sanning! Du gör världen så himla mycket snyggare och när jag tänker på dig blir jag glad. Och när jag är glad blir, per automatik, åtminstone två tredjedelar av alla som korsar min väg också glada, och jag träffar ganska mycket folk. Alltså gör du universum bättre varje dag enbart genom din existens. Hipp hipp hurra för det!

Mixing business with babes is a new concept of ours in which we strive to combine careering and pleasure, without neccessarily becoming prostitutes. This morning we went to a breakfast gathering with business maven Michael Treschow. He was so calm and handsome that we fell a little bit in love with him, certainly a good rating for a seminar on how to create a problem-solving and open atmosphere in the boardroom.

As usual when we listen to entrepreneurs, we hear a lot of things that relate to romance; "Never try to be tactical. Be open-minded and show who you are", "Always go for the best you can find, in any situation", "Don't shy away", "Hire [date] people who are smarter than you. It is fun to be challenged", and our all-time favourite; "One plus one always need to be substantially more than two."

Because, besides the mathematical lesson from Mr. Treschow, the second most important information of the day comes from our Reiki handbook. And that is, that the only real task in life is to develop unconditional love. For yourself as well as others.

Because, as Albert Camus writes in The Plague;

"... a loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one's work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart."

Yesterday, we started questioning this decision of ours to swap quantity for quality. That wise and respectable choice was made before we re-realized that we're in Stockholm and still absolutely clueless as to how people become boyfriends and girlfriends in this town. It is, of course, nicer to eat at Nobu everyday instead of McDonald's. But McDonald's must surely be better than no food at all.

Our skylift-riding friend then said; "Yes, but you don't feel so good after eating at Mickey D. What I really want is someone to sleep with, but who doesn't want to hang out all the time." We agree, but it also depends on how hungry and bored you are. And we like hanging out a lot.

Another fast food-reference comes from last weekend when our doctor pal said that walking home from a night out ain't too bad with a cheeseburger in each hand and one in the pocket of his coat. Our respons to that was; when walking home, we would rather have one man by the hand than two cheeseburgers in our pocket.

Sometimes we feel as if newspapers are just full of BS, and that's why it is delightful to actually learn something useful while reading them. This time it came down to the simplicity of choosing your partner, and inspired by the couple featured in Dagens Nyheter, we now know that you should go for a man that is utterly attractive, very funny and who loves you.

Trots bråk ibland är kärleken mellan Erik och Martina på många sätt starkare nu än i början av deras förhållande. Erik tycker att Martina är generös som låter honom hållas med sina jakthundar och Martina tycker fortfarande att Erik är den roligaste och snyggaste hon vet.

– Ja, Erik är väldigt, väldigt snygg. Ibland när han pratar hör jag inte vad han säger bara för att jag står och tänker på att han är så snygg.

Because what we really like are dudes who are comfortable in colors other than black, navy blue and beige, who possess the virtues of being humble and grateful and for whom lounging in a horisontal position comes naturally. Or to quote the large-mouthed poet Steven Tyler; "All I want is someone I can't resist, I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed."

The Modern Love column is one of the few places where the art of broken-heartedness, and love in all its forms, is given proper space, at least once a week, in the respectable newspaper of New York. We would like to write there one day, too. It just seems like something romantic has to happen first.

By midnight, we’d already spent an hour canoodling in the dark corner of a salsa bar, and another hour rolling around half-naked on his building’s roof, Metro-North trains rumbling a few blocks away. I had no idea if I’d ever see him again, and inhaled every minute of the most uninhibited fun I’d had in years.

When we finally reached his apartment, I realized what I’d missed by marrying at 23. His bedroom was one of those only-in-New-York creations carved out of the living room — no windows, walls that didn’t reach the ceiling. Looking for a safe space to lay my pearl necklace and earrings, I knew I was a long way from my former five-bedroom colonial in the suburbs./.../

I worried that maybe I shouldn’t be playing this game with a heart that would never quite heal. But this I now know: People we love come, and they frequently go. What matters is staying open: to possibility, to connection, to hope.

Photos: the lovely Jenny Mörtsell and Sozi

Because, after all, recieving double honors from the You Look Great Society is an accomplishment worthy of praise, regardless of cleptomanic tendencies and a somewhat confused demeanor.

Valentine's Day is coming up and we are compiling a long list of boys who ought to recieve letters of admiration. But V-day is also about the wonderful non-romantic loves of your life who are out there. The girls who find a million treasures on the internet while staying indoors, who incorporate dreams in reality when going outside and who knows that 2011 is all about slow romance, or slomance as we like to call it.

Ladies also seem to have a thing for advice that men lack, and one of the more thoughtful consultation comes from the Dear Sugar, The Rumpus Advice column;

Dear Seeking Wisdom,

You are not a terrible person for wanting to break up with someone you love. You don’t need a reason to leave. Wanting to leave is enough. Leaving doesn’t mean you’re incapable of real love or that you’ll never love anyone else again. It doesn’t mean you’re morally bankrupt or psychologically demented or a nymphomaniac. It means you wish to change the terms of one particular relationship. That’s all. Be brave enough to break your own heart. /.../

Don’t lament so much about how your career is going to turn out. You don’t have a career. You have a life. Do the work. Keep the faith. Be true blue.

You cannot convince people to love you. This is an absolute rule. No one will ever give you love because you want him or her to give it. Real love moves freely in both directions. Don’t waste your time on anything else. /.../

When you meet a man in the doorway of a Mexican restaurant who later kisses you while explaining that this kiss doesn’t “mean anything” because, much as he likes you, he is not interested in having a relationship with you or anyone right now, just laugh and kiss him back. Your daughter will have his sense of humor. Your son will have his eyes. /.../

Yours,
Sugar

Recently, we're becoming more and more convinced about what the meaning of life is. First and foremost it is all about being. Not being x, y, z. But just being grateful to be alive.
Secondly, it is our firm belief that you ought to love and be kind to all, to create a security that allows people to blossom to their full potential instead of buying a lot of crap, for money they don't have, to impress people they don't care about.
Quite simple, really.

Because Blue Valentine seems to be the movie of the year for die hard romantics, and if more guys possessed just a teaspoon of the Gosling-charm we would be even less likely to end up facing the "kharmageddon". A word the creator describes as; "It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's, like a serious bummer."

There is a bit of cocktail chatter on the merging of science and spirituality these days. It is possible that this relates to the fact that we are moving closer to the 2012 portal , or it could also be a simple misconception, with the actual meaning being the merge of sub-cultures and spirituality. Our friends over at Hipster or Jesus has started a thorough research project, mapping out the modern Messiahs. And although we are all God's children, some of us simply look better in beards.

Because;
a) we love the refreshing realism-pessimism that Parisians master,
b) you can spend a day at an Indian market, overflowing with silk, gold, spices, trash and stuff made of dreams, yet come to the conclusion; "Actually, I did not see anything that I really liked" and
c) when you say; "I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about", we know that we are on to something.

It's the irony of returning to Sweden and all of a sudden be robbed of the constant flow of warmth and love that the rest of our global family (the world) so effortlessly provides, that makes us lovebomb handsome strangers in cyber space instead.

In India we were struck by the revelation that reiki healing ought to be a suitable career. It's simply about channeling the life force energy and transmitting it to others. You can do distant healing aswell, all you need is a picture. So, in a sense that is what we've been doing the entire time.

Because nothing warms frozen bones as Brooklyn bars in wintertime.

A woman called us today from The Model Factory. "Aha, building bricks and handicrafts" we thought. She went on to say they had a photo studio that we could try out for free. "Hmm, wonder if I have any undeveloped rolls of film", our mind continued. She then said they would treat us to professional make-up sessions, we could bring pets and children, not to mention choose from three different backgrounds. "Aha, a model factory." Not as in models that you build and encourage creativity, but in models that are simply nice to look at.

Because we're speechless.

And even though it's great to be born in the early eighties, it would have been awesome to be a bit older at the time and hang out with men like these. Men with strong arms, tanned legs, wind in hair, hearts and minds, made of the same material as dreams.
Baby, sailboat and evening sun included.

Because surfer boys are like sea shells; pretty, salty and sprinkled across the shores. But instead of holding them to our ears we hear waves crashing simply by looking into their eyes.

Last New Year, our resolution was to learn how to seduce men. That is clearly an art that takes something more like a lifetime than 300+ days to master, but with a Key Performance Index of number of new male acquaintances, we can look back at 2010 with a slight blush, a big smile and report back to our shareholders of a highly successful year for easy lovers.

That said, for the new year two of our themes are Simplicity and Quality. The first one does not mean the easy way, but rather the straighforward, självklara, natural way. Things are complex, not complicated. And one of the best ways to succeed is to KISS; Keep It Simple, Stupid.

Concerning Quality, it's what we should always strive for; in the work we do, how we live our lives, how we choose to spend these blessed days. Above all, it's about quality over quantity when it comes to men. Quality meaning romance, boyfriends and deep, burning desire. It's a realization that it is rather nice to long for things, to move away from instant satisfaction and enjoy the wait for something brilliant. And taking even greater pleasure in it when it finally appears.

Warm hearted girls are back! And so are good times, although good times are always in our minds. Let's just say like Karen von Blixen and her husband in Out of Africa;
He - That was some kiss Good-bye.
She - I'm even better at Hello.