Author Archives: freya
Join me as I wonder the streets of St-Tropez, made famous by Brigitte Bardot. We stop for brunch at Cafe de Paris, later a long lunch at Les Palmieres and Le Voile Rouge. Sunset drinks at Nikki Beach on the way home to La Maison Blanche for a lovely shower. Then we get ready for … Continue reading
So here I am on a plane again. I travel so much and yet when I find myself in these air turbulence circumstances, I always seem to find peace in the knowledge, that there are people that are in the air much more often and for longer times than me. (Think business men that travel … Continue reading
“We are all artists, forever painting our realities” -Freya Wissing Click here to see my paintings www.freyafreya.netsons.org
I don’t drink alcohol, smoke or drink coffee, mostly waters and some fresh fruit whizzed up with more frozen water… So I have a really clean palette and, because I’m a woman, an added heightened sense of smell and taste. So I am a water connoisseur (also an olive oil afficionada). I have to say … Continue reading
When travelling nowadays it is so difficult to find the perfect gift or souvenir, unfortunately the colonisation of big brands make nothing very unique or special anymore. People are no longer real artisans or thinking outside the box. I see this from my dad’s quality of work as a one man’s jewellery custom made … Continue reading
Bubble gum with caviar at terminal 5, London.
Enjoy where you are at, on the way to where you are going!
It was quite a few years ago, I was fresh in the modelling business. (Although already ‘ancient’ to having started modeling so late). But I am a late bloomer, so won’t be surprised if I get discovered in my mid to late thirties or who knows in my nighties. Besides, the whole world is now … Continue reading
So I’m mid-air to London today. Only for three days, thank goodness I’m flying first class. Although not much different to business, making it quite difficult to justify the large increase in expense (rather donate it to charity). Well, well, well, what can I say about London? I’m not about to take on the thousands of … Continue reading