Suzanna Schwarz (1979)
About me
I was born in Stockholm and lived the first half of my live in the western outskirts before moving to Södermalm, which at that time was up and coming. Café String had just opened and my friends and I spent hours there, carefully reading Nöjesguiden and planning for how to make it in at Gino, which was the best nightclub and concert venue in the mid nineties.
I lived by Mariatorget until 2003 when I longed for a change of scenery and moved to London to study political sciences. After five years I decided to leave the diversity of London and return to clean and neat Stockholm.
I’m back at Mariatorget, which is as much home as it can get.
Why Stockholm?
Beautiful
If Stockholm were a guy he’d be a slick smug stunner. If you went on a date with Stockholm you’d be sure he turned up well groomed and as the evening passed you’d be increasingly certain that while Stockholm appeared casual, easy and effortless nothing had been left to chance. By the same token you won’t find a building, sign or even a tree in Stockholm that is not there for a reason and when it comes to architecture, you can be sure the Beauty Council of Stockholm has been involved.
Endearingly pretentious
If you ask Stockholm to tell you a little about himself he’d say he’s an open minded, creative and fun guy. He’d inform you that his unique sense of style and innovation makes every other capital envious.
After having spent some time with him though, you’d notice that while Stockholm is indeed a hard working talent who always makes sure to be on the forefront of new developments, he’s not as free spirited or bold as he claims. While he’s terrific at picking up the latest trends he’s careful never to go to far with anything. You’d be amused by his pretentions and endeared by his anxiety to be like everyone else. In fact you’d like him more and more.
Seasonal mood swings
After months of dating you’d discover that one of Stockholm’s most prominent and charming personality traits are his mood-swings – in fact, you’ll have asked yourself a few times whether he suffers from a bipolar disorder.
During the winter, when you met, he was a bit introvert you noticed. He didn’t seem to be very interested in social interaction and he had this way of looking the other way when you ran into people you were acquainted to. You were a bit puzzled by this, but thought that was probably just how Swedes are.
In April things changed dramatically, and Stockholm came out of his shell. As the days became longer his lethargic personality gave way for a light hearted and chatty one that hardly ever slept. During the day you’d find him in some outdoor area around Nytorget or at Stureplan.
At night he’d party like there was no tomorrow either at Trädgården under bron, F12 or Kåken after which he’d suggest you went skinnydipping outside Stadshuset. You asked yourself who this person was, surely not the same guy you met in November, but regardless, you knew you had fallen for Stockholm.
