Strange and unusual things that have happened lately

Here are some strange and unusual things that have happened lately…It’s crazy what people notice! (I would never have found out about these things unless you guys made me aware of them!)

Number one: A drawing of me at the MARQ (archeological museum of Alicante): 

My jaw dropped when I got a message about this. (Well- Actually, I got several messages about it.) Honestly, I dunno what to think other than that I ought to sail my ship down there and enter that very building all geared up in this very outfit:
Who knows… maybe they will give me a free tour and a cerveza. Lol. Oooooor maybe they will try to preserve me and make me a part of their exhibition?. Yeah…. I might need to reconsider that trip xD

Number two:  A sudden appearance at the hairinspo wall of History Vikings:

 am kind of hard to spot, but if you behold the middle of that wall of people – you will see me.
I got tagged in some comments, and got LOADS of DMs on IG, and PMs on Facebook.
Weird, huh?

In case your memory needs refreshing; Here’s my Viking Queen hairdo that I created for the shoot I did for Rock Love Jewelry a couple of years ago. The funny thing is that this was a shoot for her History Vikings based jewelry collection. On another note – I’ve gotten some comments and emails from people who say they have difficulty recreating this look. Maybe I should do a tutorial on it? It will have to be in the future since I am currently drowning in heavy exam vibes. Don’t know of this is interesting or not but hey – let me know.

To my readers and IG followers: Thank you for notifying me about strange and unusual things!

– Sól Geirsdóttir, The Viking Queen

The purple dress and pink forecloth

All viking garb hand stitched by me.
(100% linen, and 100% wool)

If you follow me on Instagram (@thevikingqueen)  you’ve probably seen that I will embark on my very own “viking clothing designer” journey soon. I will open my own online shop store and sell handmade viking garb by yours truly! Please have some patience with me as I am a full time student and need to focus on school for a few more weeks to come before I can even start this project. These irritating creative impulses need to be tamed for some time before I can finally unleash my inner beast -and go bat shit crazy with scissors and needles;)

Anyhow, I will keep you guys posted and announce the opening of the shop some days beforehand.

Sól Geirsdóttir, The Viking Queen

Norsk Folkemuseum (part two)

nfm12“The Stave Church from Gol. Hallingdal, Buskerud, ca. 1200 (Rebuilt and reconstructed at Bygdøy). There are several runic inscriptions and carvings dated to the early Middle Ages in the church.” nfm18
Storehouse from Søndre Berdal. Loft from Nesland, Vinje in Telemark, 1759snfm13
Wood carving, Stave church
img_7590Fjording, Norwegian horse breed
Is it just me or is there a man in the tree?

Ah! I feel like going back there when I go through all my photos. The atmosphere was so peaceful and inspiring that I wish I could hide from security until it closes and spend the night hidden under a loft (hahaha!) No.. that would be silly, simply impossible! Or…would it? Who wants to join my unconventional slumberparty? Seriously though – if I were ever to go to jail for something, it would be a stupid thing like that – for being a way too enthusiastic tourist, so to speak . Yup – just my type of crime. Argh…You know I’m just kidding, I promise to behave. It’s just that I need to have more time here, to actually read the information and not just run against the clock like a madwoman. Oh well, I’ll be back as soon as I can. (I’ll make sure to bring a tent and an invisibility cloak. Hehe;)

Sól Geirsdóttir / The Viking Queen

Norsk Folkemuseum (Part One)

Setesdal Farmstead, (anno 1739) nfm8nfm10
I wore Viking Bling, vintage cross fox fur and a deep red lipstick. nfm6nfm7nfm2nfm4

Made a spontaneous decision to visit Norsk Folkemuseum last weekend (living in Oslo makes it easy to do stuff like this.) Besides, I’m not much of a party lion -getting cultural inspiration is much cooler than clubbing;)  If you have followed my blog for a while you’re probably well aware of my fascination for old buildings, especially wooden ones. I absolutely adore weird, crooked, wood-carved stuff- everything from roots to houses!  What better place to be for a creature like me than an outdoor museum? I mean, how epic is that? Norsk Folkemuseum is the largest museum of cultural history. it has 160 different buildings from rural and urban Norway – from the Middle Ages to the 20th Century. Of course – my favorites are the oldest stuff. Twirling in leaves amongst old lofts made me feel so alive, it was spiritual food for my ancient soul…Modern day time-travel is my kind of fun! Unfortunately, I had very little time when I visited so I literally RAN through it while I was shooting pictures like a maniac. Quite the workout, I must say.

Ever been to this glorious place? What’s your favourite part? 
Ps: Moar pictures to come in my next post.

– Sól Geirsdóttir, The Viking Queen

Askøy Viking Market 

I stopped by Askøy Viking Market as a part of my trip to Bergen a few weekends ago. It was a spontaneous appearance that resulted in a few more treasures that I had to stuff into my suitcase. The market itself is quite small, but very cozy and laid back. Viking Queen approved for sure;)

~Sól, The Viking Queen

Pillaged Viking Beads

Behold my latest Viking Boob Bling creation! This arrangement consists of beads that I have pillaged at various viking markets this summer (I will make sure to post about these viking events soon). I added a witchy vibe with two dried bird feet. *No animals were harmed in the process- the the grouse foot was a gift from a hunter and fellow viking, and the crow was found dead and dried by she.*

I will have the pleasure of bearing my newest creation already this weekend;) very excited to be going to yet another Viking Themed event in just a few days!

~ Sól Geirsdóttir, The Viking Queen

Midgardsblot “2016”

Self –  after sleeping in a tent for a couple of days. If you followed my IG story you probably saw some posts of me and my friends in a so-called “lazy bag”. A lazy bag is a portable sausage sofa, (or something like that). You have to inflate it by running with it for a while. I laughed my ass off in that thing. Chilling and grilling in a sausage sofa by the sea felt so surreal.

Midgardsblot had a Viking Camp too. I was “undercover” and sneaky in urban clothing, but I visited the camp and beheld its glory with great enthusiasm.

Tablet weave porn.

This shield is glorious, and the lady who made it is badass.

Magic stones, For pagan workings (or decoration).
Wonderful viking instruments on display. Getting a demonstration by the maker himself made my day. img_6949-1
Picture from the Wardruna concert, the very last day of Midgardsblot.
The rain was pouring down. (Picture from my IG story on friday)

Midgardsblot 2016 was a blast! I saw so many of my favorite bands and I really hope that this festival will continue to thrive! In my opinion, friday was the best day. Having a beer whilst listening to Skáldmöld, Enslaved and Skuggsjá were the highlights for me. By the way: I met so many of my blog readers and I am honored that you guys came up to say hi to me!❤ It’s been a while since I had so much fun as I had at Midgardsblot, and I will definitely be back next year!

Side story:
You know what? I slept in a tent! A PLASTIC TENT. This is something that others tend to believe that someone like me “should enjoy” – but I really, really don’t. Festivals most certainly aren’t all fun and flowers…ehem. One of the mornings, someone crawled out of their tents and put their drunken bodies in a sleeping bag RIGHT outside MY thick tent wall. These individuals were snoring and farting(!) loudly and shamelessly (This is where I need to mention that I wore ear plugs). That bit was both horrible and funny. Mostly horrible, though. Others spent hours blowing in horns in order to keep the rest of the camp awake. Great fun for them, I guess. Dreadful for me, I know.


In the future, I will probably not be seen at the camp site- I am simply way too fond of comfort and privacy for that. Hahaha! Don’t get me wrong, tents are okay when you are alone, or in very good company of few in the wilderness. Next year, I think I’ll need to find a secret spot underneath a big tree and enjoy some silence between the festivities. I am a classic example of an introvert who has learned to become extraverted, so being able to draw back is something that my nature craves more than a plastic tent and everlasting partying. Ugh. Ooooor – I might check into a hotel.

Fear not, the possible horrors of snoring stranger danger is not going to stop me!

– Sól Geirsdóttir, The Viking Queen