• It's a Southern California fall day like this that makes me miss my Topanga house in the mountains. You can see more photos on the blog.
  • This time last year I took my first road trip up California's 395 through the eastern Sierra mountains. I went on to Mammoth, Truckee and Yosemite.

It was epic.

The highlights for me were Bodie (Check out my highlights for "ghost town"), Mammoth (reminded me of the Canadian Rockies), and seeing the Donner Party Memorial/area.

It's a super hard state to live in, but it sure is beautiful. (PS: I made a Spotify playlist for just the drive:
  • I posted this in stories but  got so many comments I had to post it here.

I'd read an article which said how common an electric kettle is in the UK/AU but not in America. 
This was so interesting to me because my kettle is probably my most used appliance. But when I stay in homes here I can never find one.

A lot of Americans told me they use their microwave for hot water or they have a stove top.

And @astridpiepschyk explained it had to do with voltage. "Most Americans donโ€™t own an electric kettle because the electricity voltage is too low to power a kettle effectively. In Australia, UK the voyage is 240, but in America itโ€™s 110, and not very effective in boiling an electric kettle. It works, but takes a long time. This is why stove kettles are much more common." So what started as a post about how I love my half shelf for teacups in my 1930s cupboards turned into a great cultural and scientific conversation.

This is why I love Instagram ๐Ÿ˜€
  • Ten years ago I moved to Philadelphia to build Anthropologies first Social Media, Content and Community programs.

It was a dream come true for two reasons. One I loved the company and two I was moving in July which meant I'd have an east coast fall.

It did not disappoint.

I spent every weekend out in nature with rosy cheeks, drinking hot apple cider. All this time later, that fall is still one of my favourite s and I miss it every year.

PS: the last photo is my old garage on my one acre property in Chestnut Hill. I had an 18th century stone home which I loved. I don't think I ever really wrote about this place because i never really settled in. Something I wish I'd done but I was just so consumed with work.

Pps: I've done a fall clothes clean out and am posting things for sale at @hyggehouseshop this week
  • I like taking photos at Disneyland that don't look like Disneyland.
  • This is my aunt on my french fathers side. During WWII, she got tuberculosis and was sent to a sanatorium to recover.

To pass time, she and her other young female friends would doll up, take photos and send them plus letters to soldiers to flirt with. Some they knew, some they didn't. Like old-fashioned Bumble. ๐Ÿ˜€
She was incredibly smart, witty, and fierce. In this photo she was full of possibilities and hope.

She married soon after to an abusive alcoholic, had four sons and quickly got trapped by circumstance and the era.

She was my favourite family member even though I didn't see her that often. I have one hand written letter from her and this photo which are the few family things I have.

I loved her because she always listened to me - patiently and sincerely. She saw who I really was and was so kind about it and oddly relatable. She gave me direction without advice. She laughed often, was direct when needed and sometimes acted soft. She was the only one who ever called me sweetie (my family nickname at the time was Chuck! and my family never used soft names with each other. So sweetie felt so amazingly special). I had 5 other aunts but I called her just "Aunty" as she defined them all. It was only to her that I felt a connection, unconditional love and a sense of family.

Her situation was always pitiful and dire,  but she never acted like a victim. When I saw her on her deathbed she was so small, weak and wilted from a hard life. But somehow she had always given me courage and strength, as if to say to be the possibilities she couldn't be.

Recently I hung out with my two young adult nieces and they both just called me "Aunty." Not Aunty Alex or Alex. Just Aunty.

It made me feel so special and like we have formed the same bonds that I had with my own Aunty. And that I was now being to them what she was to me. 
But more importantly, they helped me change my idea of her - the one that she never accomplished something. 
Because she did. 
She taught me how to be a good Aunty - one of my favourite things to be. That's her legacy which I think is really beautiful.

Well, that and dressing up when you feel poorly. ๐Ÿ˜€
  • The @ojaivalleyinn is one of my favourite places either for a day trip or an overnight. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
I always go when I need supreme rest and healing because I really really get that here. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
There's something so magic and calming about Ojai and this place taps into it so perfectly. And they have the best massages.

My recs? Avoid weekends and holidays. It's insane and the spa isn't as relaxing because it's just so overcrowded.

For rooms, avoid the ones above Libby's Market/Pub (I think they are the original rooms). They're just louder & smaller. โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
I've had a suite with a patio, bedroom and fireplace down by the spa that was heaven and I've had a larger room by the main restaurant (I can't remember that buildings name) and both were amazing. This past room was in the Topa building which is their main building and it was really lovely (and had a balcony overlooking the golf course). โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € I've  been here with girlfriends, alone, on retreats with work and loved all the experiences. I know a lot of people who come here with kids (@couldihavethat has a recent post in IG and her blog on why it's great for families) and it's also totally dog friendly (@ScoutStCharming has been). โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € I  paid for my room ๐Ÿ˜€ and received zero things for free. So not am ad, just sharing what I love.
  • I found hope in Hope thanks to nature and my nieces.
  • The bridge next door and the buildings in the park across the street burned down in the Woolley Fire. But the Old Place still stands which makes me so happy. It's my favourite place in LA and I have missed hanging out here. It's nice to be back.
  • Possibilities.
  • "After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains." Happy 200th birthday, Walt Whitman


Everyday Hygge

Time for change

March 20, 2014
Train Station Clock on Hygge House

There are two reasons why I’ve hesitated in writing this post for so long. One, I’m not a huge fan of these big cliche posts where people go on about the changes that need to happen in there lives and two, I wasn’t entirely clear what the change was that needed to happen to help me fall in-love again with this space and online sharing in general.

Since 1995 I’ve had a blog and since 2002. As you can imagine, I’ve seen all the changes that have happened to the online communities. And honestly, I’ve felt really lost in the space and frankly saddened by a lot of the direction that sharing/creating has taken. I recognize that I will sound like a grumpy old man yelling at kids to get off his lawn, so I think an explanation is needed. It used to be that it was hard to share online – there wasn’t the ease producing a blog. WordPress and Blogger were in their infancy and unless you could code and design and had the money for hosting, you were kind of out of luck.ย So those who really loved sharing and connecting worked through all the challenges. The content and concepts were just that important to get out.

Over the past few years, blogging has become an industry. I’ve seen so many bloggers who had a POV change their whole voice because they basically just became cheap ad agencies for brands. And having worked on the brand side of things, I’ve seen the blogger greed and lack of return and wondering how this industry will survive if it’s just ad after ad after ad.

Instead of talking about life and helping each other discover new things or talk about ideas, we are selling to each other or feeling like we have to be like those we see “making it” (and feeling like a failure if we aren’t). It’s the online Martha Stewart syndrome for a new generation.

The sad thing is, having known a lot of these well known bloggers on a personal and business side, I can tell you only 1% are really making it financially or are happy personally. “Professionally blogging” isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. When you have to hustle all the time, don’t really control your own content because it’s dictated by brands, your work is all from home and isolated and your life is as small as the paycheques, it can’t be that great. But the need to keep up appearances to keep generating ad revenue puts the writer – and reader – in a vicious cycle.

Hygge House has never had a goal of monetization. I don’t want to ever do sponsored posts or advertising – it’s just not my thing. I hesitate a lot in even doing posts in which I recommend stuff because I don’t want to come across as shelling things. But I do because 1. I’m asked a lot about what my favorites are and 2. it’s part of sharing and 3. it’s all stuff I have bought and am not asked to mention.

The goal of this blog has always been to talk about the concept of hygge and really living. I mean, it’s in the tag line for a reason – live well, live simply, live hygge. I feel like the art of living – of enjoying small moments, making coffee a verb, of enjoying home and not having a fear of missing out – has vanished from online blogs. How do we live well and observe everything around us without having a brand attached to it or feeling like we’ll get it in a box delivered to us? I realize I will contradict that paragraph above at some point because I do love things. When I go home to Denmark I bring back candle holders or a dress to remind me of my travels or a moment. I love linens and can’t stop collecting tea cups or tea. I’m not going to have a home filled with nothing. It’s just that I want a life filled with more than things. I want it filled with experience, love, friends, joy, success and even failure.

I feel like that’s the kind of storytelling I’ve tried to do and what people connect to. I’ve just forgotten how for awhile which is why it’s been so quiet here. Part of that reason is because I think I’ve been focusing too much on what I think is wrong with blogging and being frustrated by it. Paying too much attention to what you don’t like always prevents one from paying attention to what they do. And also, 2013 was the most brutal year on record for me.

I moved in spring and put all my things in storage. So I didn’t have a hygge home. I struggled with where I should live, I struggled with what I should do, I struggled in so many ways last year that the hyggeness was just completely gone. The old quote from Henry David Thoreauย “How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.” kept ringing in my ears and it felt completely inauthentic to be writing about a way of living that I myself was not.

I think when a person is unhappy, there is both a sense of confusion and a sense of direction in which to go. The hard part is being strong enough, brave enough or clear enough to move in that direction. Because confusion is so powerful that it can make one feel like they know nothing at all. But I think we always know what’s right for us. We just don’t always know how to make it real.

Currently, I’m in a very little New York hotel room. My initial reaction when I got in at midnight last night to my room was “I can’t believe it’s so small. Where is the desk? This is not the Four Seasons!” But this morning when I woke up and rolled over right next to a big window, I saw this view: Chelsea, NYC on It was so hygge to me. That unexplainable charm. Being cosy in a little bed in front of a big window – hygge. Walking through Chelsea to get coffee and seeing all the old buildings – hygge. Bundling up with a scarf – hygge. Coffee as a verb? Very hygge.

The stark difference of NY’s spring time versus the perpetual blue skies and perfect whether of Los Angeles was what I needed to snap me out of being complacent with life. Hygge is not about that – it’s about fully participating in it and recognizing all the small moments instead of focusing on the once in awhile big blasts. This simple re-discovery of something I used to live so well, helped me to feel confident in the direction that I and need to go.

There’s been an idea brewing for about a year and I’ve even been vocal about it with close friends, but I’ve just been keeping it idea. But this trip and the inspiration I’ve been getting from friends who are doing some incredible things, was enough to snap me out of dreaming and into reality and also into the habit of living. Not observing, not going through the motions, not thinking hygge, but living it again.

I cannot promise to update this frequently because I’ve never been one to share daily or even weekly. But I am working on finding my voice and online purpose again and sharing what I learn and love in the honest way I always have. There will still be no sponsored posts or advertising on this blog, so that’s not going to change.

What will, will hopefully just be in the volume of sharing stories and connecting with you once again.

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    S.I.No Gravatar
    March 20, 2014 at 6:09 PM

    I love what you wrote here; I feel the same way. I’ve had my blog since 2003 and I keep stopping and restarting it because of these very reasons. I constantly struggle with loving blogs and social media, to hating what it’s become. And then I have the internal battles, questioning if I’m being authentic or contributing to the very things that repel me. More than once I have found myself trying to be like the other big bloggers out there, losing my own voice and becoming overly snarky because it’s the cool thing to do or trying to have a picture perfect life like all that is portrayed online these days. I’ve gotten so lost along the way and have tried giving up on the whole thing many times.

    But I keep coming back because I do love blogging and social media when it’s done right. I’m still trying to figure out what that means for me. Right now, as I start over yet again (reading this post was perfect timing, actually), I’m just trying to remember to be authentic, to be me, to only put out meaningful things and not just add to the noise.

    Thank you for this reminder, and good luck with your search as well!

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    ShaunNo Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 3:19 AM

    Hits the spot Alex – you are so right about it being the small moments in everyday life that make everything so worthwhile.

    Right behind ya!


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    LaurenNo Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 7:00 AM

    I’m so glad you’re back! I love reading your posts and I am so inspired by the hygge way of life.

    So much of this post rang true to me. Thank you for your honesty ๐Ÿ™‚

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    SharonNo Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 7:56 AM

    I appreciate the brutal honesty of your post. Learning to live well moment by moment is perhaps the hardest thing I’ve had to do, and will probably spend the rest of my life working on! Maybe understanding the many shades of life on its various levels helps this practice become more meaningful. Perhaps our hardships are opportunities to learn how to appreciate hygge all the more! Sending hugs. Hang in there! ๐Ÿ™‚

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    MariNo Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 10:03 AM

    Love this, and you, so very much. I’m proud of you and I’ll support you however I can. Make those dreams breathe real life, girl!

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    AliNo Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 10:27 AM

    I am cheering loudly from this side of the screen – having felt similar frustrations about what monetization has done to our community. Because as a blogger, it is the community that I love the most and the sharing. So hooray for you holding true to your values and here’s to many more years.

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    Rebecca | Seven2Seven8No Gravatar
    March 21, 2014 at 10:56 AM

    Hi there. I only recently found your blog, but I love it. I love the concept of “hygge” because that – more than “minimalism” or “style” or what-have-you, is exactly what most of us are striving for and we each need to find our own version of hygge – what speaks to us, personally, is so personal to us.

    I understand your frustration with commercial blogging. I have two blogs, a public one (about bicycling) that I started last June and only aim to update on Fridays* and a personal one, that I aim to update 3-5 days each week and which is password protected. Neither is monetized; there are there for the love of sharing and the joy of community, and they are “hygge” to me for that reason – the personal blog is almost like a diary-become-scrapbook that I invite people to share in if they are interested in the topics, and thus is a great source of refuge, fulfillment, peace, and a tiny community.

    That said, 2013, and the start of 2014, have been dark and hard for me, too. I haven’t wanted to write as much, and there have been gaps where I haven’t updated as a result. I’m finding a lot of rebirth in spring, and I hope it continues into the rest of this year.

    Wishing you the best!

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    susan // fleurishingNo Gravatar
    March 9, 2015 at 12:10 PM

    I love your thoughts on blogging and the industry…you are very right. I started blogging 5 years ago to connect and create, and while I’m still doing that, I’m feeling pushed in the direction of monetization. I’m fighting it as much as I can while also trying to justify the time I spend online/supporting my family (and I realize the irony in saying this to you now, ha). Also, “hygge” is absolutely one of my favorite words + concepts. So happy to have discovered your space.

    • alex the girlNo Gravatar
      March 9, 2015 at 8:07 PM

      Hey Susan! I don’t think it’s wrong to monetize a blog or make money from being creative at all. I think if there’s a way to do it that’s right for the creator and the audience, that’s ideal. Brands need creatives and creatives need to get paid. I think being authentic is key, though and also, creative in how one makes money. Writing ad copy on blogs? Not creative or cool. Doing creative projects for brands? That works.

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    TonyNo Gravatar
    August 13, 2016 at 8:59 AM

    Thank you for your blog and this post in particular. Living in NYC I can at times forget the simple joys – the hygge – in the things around me. Great reminder!

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    CatherineNo Gravatar
    November 7, 2016 at 11:46 AM

    I followed your blog for some time a several years back. I found you by chance when I was researching a bike to purchase. Random, I know!! I really enjoyed your outlook on life and the way to find a content spirit in your approach to all things Hygge. I am not sure how I got off track from your blog, I think you stopped posting combined with my world being sent in a spiral, but a post about Hygge on Apartment Therapy today reminded me of your blog, and it brought me back.
    I agree with your outlook on what blogging and this social stir-crazy world has become, and I am very happy to reconnect with your blog and see you are doing well, and staying true to you!

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