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welcome to “DDsthlm”

April 29th was the opening day for my little haven “DesiréeDesignSTockHoLM”! I can’t believe I finally have a space for everything I love to do!! After all these years living across the world in suitcases and temporary places, it feels amazing to have all my things under the same roof! I can paint, make music, practice yoga, make jewelry, have workshops and lectures, throw events…pretty much do anything I want, AND what people in the community want! cause that’s really what I hope DDsthlm to be: a creative center for people that gravitate towards art, wisdom, love, yoga, design, freedom, music, abundance, curiosity, healing, authenticity… a space for all ages to cultivate creativity, raise awareness, share, to be who we are to the fullest extent in a beautiful way.

Welcome to the art space / studio www.ddsthlm.com  @ Allhelgonagatan 6 in skanstull, Stockholm!

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my rain…

Today I woke up early. Could have slept in, but destiny had set an alarm.  Some friggin clock rang somewhere… First I was pissed off. Why today? I’m off, I can sleep however long I want – for once!!!

I woke up in the middle of a dream. I hate when I can’t close the stories and layer off slowly. I wanna finish that world and slowly transition into embracing the day. These cut-offs…I feel naked all day. I’m more vulnarable, I feel “revealed” in a sense…plus every other time, I become more doubtful than ever…

First world problems. Yes. I know. Yet something weighs my soul and it is on days like this I can release and let go…
I don’t have any energy to resist…

Thank God for healing arts, for eternal ways to let the soul express itself…




Some people say ”stop crying”.

When they say ”stop crying”,

”stop crying”,

they don’t know what they´re talking about.

It’s a phrase learnt from society,

based on fear & discomfort,

a wish that everything could be,



Each and every tear,

is a step closer to heal something…

I say


You will never regret a tear

it’s a release.

The soul feel ease.

If anyone tells you different,

it comes from resentment and bitterness.


Sometimes it’s better to shut up,

let the tears fall one by one.


One tear at a time.

It’s ok.

After all,

this is a good day.




photoshoot Luna Collective


Me and my Luna Collective partner CC aka Cherie Cherokee had a photoshoot in August right before I moved to Florence, Italy.

Just wanted to share some of the pics from our session…

PHOTOGRAPHY BY: CC /Luna Collective

PHOTO EDIT: CC/ Luna Collective

STYLING BY: CC / Luna Collective

HAIR/MAKEUP BY: Luna Collective

JEWELRY/CLOTHES BY: Luna Collective / Evil Pawn Jewelry


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Love & Light,


a night at the opera – reminiscing

A couple of weeks ago, I went to see Bizet’s the Pearlfishers at Sydney Opera House.

I was like a 4-year-old kid, mesmerized and blown away! It was so beautiful and soft, yet powerful, very precise, heartfelt and SO tasteful! Thank you Sydney Opera House for a magical night! I loved the performance, the voices, the orchestra, the acoustic, the scenography – EVERYTHING! It was a dream coming true to finally get to see an opera, at one of the most prestigious stages in the world! I’d been dreaming of this since I was 14! Listening to the beautiful voices, took me back to when I first started taking singing lessons…

The fascination for music has been with me all my life… I’ve never really cared about genres and styles – what vibes with me, vibes. If the feeling is there, I’m hooked! I remember as a kid, that I used to tag along with mom and her friends to churches and concert halls to get my share of classical music. We went to everything from choirs singing Händel, to beautiful arias performed solo or as duets, fugues by Bach, piano concerts… Regardless of the setting – I was totally captivated and absorbed by the powerful impact the historical music had on me! So grande and fascinating…all the layers…the dynamics…the skills the musicians and singers had…

      My first vocal coach

One saturday morning in the fall of -94, Mom took me to a lady called Sylvia Mang-Borenberg. I was thrilled for my first private singing lesson! Sylvia was a well-known vocal coach around the Växjö-area (south of Sweden) and trained all kinds of voices! Some of her students actually got engaged at Opera houses around Europe and they still work professionally around the world today!

Sylvia taught me a lot about music, but also a whole lot of other things that’s been with me over the years. Her coaching was direct and quite salty at times – Mom always says that, til this day she’s the only one that’s ever made me nervous! Nevertheless, It was all for love and I loved the singing lessons! Saturday mornings were sacred! I remember Mom driving the back-roads from Grimslöv to Ingelstad through the countryside of Småland. I practiced my homework in the car one last time – checking the phrasing, the folk songs, the scales in the Panofka, the arias in the Bach-book… I wanted it to be perfect!

 It was solemn to enter Sylvia’s yellow house at 10 am, get the hug and the kiss on the cheek as I inhaled her perfume. I exchanged the shoes for a pair of woolsocks, the jacket for a cardigan. See, Sylvia was amazing with flowers and plants, so she kept the house a bit chilly compared to most Swedes. She grew hibiscus’ big as a trees and the porcelain-flowers were in bloom all year around – most people never get to see them bloom at all!

Sylvia Mang Borenberg (1924-2010)

The lessons would start off with me playing scales on the piano – I can still hear her directing me when I play these scales today…up and down…down and up…apart and together… After the piano practice, I’d put the cassette tape in the recorder, press record and play, and the vocal training started off. Sylvia worked very thouroghly, detailed and passionate, step by step, bit by bit! I loved the scales, the histories and the facts she always told about everything I learned, whether it was the Italian music terminology, or the tales behind the compositions. Sylvia opened my eyes for a lot of things, i.e. the Swedish Floklore heritage – all these beautiful songs that people had sung across our country for hundreds of years. Some of them are still my favorite songs! Last year when I wrote “Lullaby for Lovisa” for my cousin’s daughter, I realized that the form was influenced by this Swedish folk-tradition. The”chorus”, or “omkävde” as we say in Swedish (a section that is the same at the end of each verse), was identical with the old ways of telling stories in the form of songs.

Now and then Sylvia would share stories from her own life as well. One time she talked about her childhood dreams, which is the story that struck me the most – I knew intuitively that it was a key for me, to keep throughout my life. As Sylvia spoke, there was a sadness in her eyes, yet a passionate glow. As a little girl she wanted to become an opera singer. Her father had decided though, that it was her sister who was going to be the singer and Sylvia would become a concert pianist. I can’t remember what country she was born in and whether she studied at the conservatory in Prague or Vienna – but I do remember the essence of the story: follow your dreams and your heart, be dedicated, practice, and find your own ways to lead a life that you love, where you can do the things you love everyday! Sylvia became an amazing pianist, but also an amazing vocal coach! She shared her passions with anyone who was curious to explore their own voice!

To me Sylvia was unique, skilled, characteristic, passionate, elegante and a rock’n roll lady! Very stylish with the hair-do, her significante perfume, the colorful lipstick and of course the high heels! Whether she was playing the grande piano or driving her convertible (with her beige leather gloves!) – the high heels were on!! Over the years I’ve understood more and more how tremendously spoiled I was to get to sing, as she played the keys. I can’t remember the last time I saw her, but what I learnt from her will live with me forever. Her passion for Opera and Classical Music, made me dream of La Scala in Milan, Metropolitan in New York, and all the other big stages around the world. As we kept practicing intonation and strengthening the vocal chords, I knew for real that I wanted to work with music professionally! I wanted to be on stage mesmerizing people, the way I was blown away when I’d be in the audience! To move people’s hearts and to touch the core of people’s selves, sharing a piece of magic in time…that’s what I wanted to do with my life.

Over the years I’ve sung pretty much all genres – I simply love music! It’s all for love. It’s all creative. It all makes my soul fulfilled and content. That night at the Sydney Opera House a couple of weeks ago, it really hit me again – it’s all the same. It’s music and it’s all for the love of creating. Some of the passages in Bizet’s pieces, reminded me of contemporay popsongs and phrases I hear in electro and house music every other day.

Music was my first love and it will be my last

Love & Light


become your dream

For sometime now, friends, family, and people that I’ve meet along the journey of this lifetime, have requested a blog where they can read about and be part of my adventures, everyday-life, everything and nothing.

so here it is,


I’m swimming from ocean to ocean.
I’m not a follower.
My religion is laughter.
I love my life.
my favourite mantra is:

“become your dream”

The quote caught my eye back in Feb 2006, in the DE LA VEGA MUSEUM, East Village, NY.

James De La Vega – info

I bought a DE LA VEGA T-shirt, with one of his paintings on the front and the quotation “become your dream” on the back…

Those words – BECOME YOUR DREAM – were so powerful to me and has since then followed me everyday. They’ve become my favourite mantra in life, my truth…They’ve guided me through difficult decisions and comforted me when I’ve taken on new routes, that haven’t been the conventional way…


I feel very blessed. I am content. I have fulfilled so many of my dreams in this lifetime, met extraordinary people, learnt a lot of amazing things, gone through hard times and beautiful times, experienced the diverse colours of the rainbow…Everything has been perfect, just the way it was supposed to be. And everything is perfect now. If I look back, I feel like I’ve already lived a whole lifetime, even though I’m only 30. If I should die tomorrow, it would be fine. I am content. BUT “I’m not done yet”….that’s why for now my truth is:

become your dream

The diary of a seaturtle, will mirror my travels within and without.

Feel free to join me and share your thoughts, truths and inspirations in life.