Never miss out on breakfast.
Ok bye.
When I got back to Oslo I roamed around town to get some work done. Hit up some spots at Løkka to chop it up with good peoples.
Streetstyle Kara. She's been busy killing it at the Oslo Fashion week.
Young gun Ousu aka Bomboclatleigh.
Had to stop by Ensemble too. Party with them next week!
Løkka's finest. Hunting Lodge.
After that I met up with my parents to eat an early dinner. Haven't really got to chill with them so that was a win. Thanks moms and pops!
Win. Monsun.
Mother and son. Hehe.
At around seven I got myself to the pick up spot before heading with the guys to play another surprise gig. However, the biggest surprise that night was meeting probably one of the biggest personalities in the world. Zlatan Ibrahimovic!! So sick. It's always scary to meet people you look up to, because they might just end up being the complete opposite of what you expected. But Zlatan lived up to the hype. A calm and humble man, and he was kind enough to pose for my camera. Swear I was shaking hehe. Bucket list for sure.
Cloth surgeon.
Kith set.
The homie Zlatan.
Gang.
A-Z.
Happy camper.
More happy campers.
Legends.
The concert went pretty well. It was raining a bit the whole concert, but the crowd loved it and the guys killed it as usual.
Karpe Diem.
Food backstage is always win!
Yup! A week filled with shenanigans, and it's all good!
