Saturday, March 01, 2008

drottningsgatan

so i've settled in Los Angeles pretty well again, working at the bookstore of a big art museum here. i like working there since i get to be around so many international people (visitors, visiting scholars, curators, etc.), but today, my day of days was made when this evening in the bookstore i was greeted by the sight of the entourage belonging to Queen Silvia of Sweden.



oh yes. oh yes. anyone who's talked to me since i've returned from my travels knows of my extremely nerdy love for all things Scandinavian, specifically Swedish.

unfortunately, i didn't get say anything to her because in my excitement:

1.) i couldn't decide on the appropriate way to address a royal person, i.e. "your highness" (?)

2.)i couldn't decide if that would be too crass/nerdy/embarrassing of me

friends, when i saw H.M. Drottning Silvia standing about 6 feet from me in a perfectly tailored white skirt and jacket, i got kind of teary eyed.

because the Queen of Sweden was at my job and it was awesome. YES!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Silvy me gal!" would probably have worked nicely.

Erin Mack said...

I probably would've said "DUUUUUUUUUDE!" Seriously, though, how awesome is that?

Hej, Elisa, I don't remember if I told you that I was accepted to study at the University of Lund from June through December. Isn't that fucking rad? You're more than welcome to come over for a long visit!

Anonymous said...

Hey,

This is Lita...sorry for the creepy, out of the blue message, but I heard from somewheres that you were back from the freezing north and in Filthsville, USA. Anyway, I've been in LA for a couple of months now, actually, and it looks like I am stuck here. Email me or something.

ljmartinez at ucla dot edu

Anonymous said...

An acquaintance of mine was working at an antique store in London when a respectably dressed woman came in, made a purchase, and handed her credit card over for payment. My acquaintance noted the name, Sonia of Norway, and then asked Mrs Norway for her address for shipment. “The Palace, Oslo,” she was told.

“O,” says the acquaintance, “that Sonia of Norway.”

Her Majesty replies, “Yes, that Sonia of Norway.”

This answers the age-old query of what names monarchs use for their credit cards. Never leave the palace without it.