What’s up, Sweet Paul?
PHOTOGRAPH BY FRANCES JANISCH
Welcome to the very first Kid’s Special Issue of Sweet Paul Magazine.
You have no idea how much fun this has been—from the planning stages to the photo shoots.
It’s kinda like going back in time and revisiting my childhood.
I had a very happy and idyllic childhood growing up just outside of Oslo with a big garden
and two little old ladies who looked after me. My grandmother and great aunt catered to my
every whim, from playing shop, running around in the garden admiring the soon to be
delicious fruits and veggies, to creating great home cooked meals. They taught me the true
meaning of enjoyment—crafting and cooking. They were both amazing cooks, and could turn
a scrap of fabric into anything. You might say I had the perfect upbringing for a future
foodie and crafter.
But as a child, the only thing I dreamed about was becoming an airline
steward. When I was 5 years old, my parents took me to Paris for the first
time. I can still remember boarding the Air France Caravel aircraft—such
glamour. The staff was so beautiful serving trays of canapés, petit
fours and champagne. I was in heaven. This was a time when flying
was still kind of glamourous, not the horror it is today.
Oh well, I didn’t become a steward on Air France. Guess that’s a
good thing, otherwise you would not be reading these lines.