MIRELL VICTORIA

Ha ha drinking irish coffee until 3 am and having to be in the office 8 am... Phuu it was a real long day in the office, almost no sleep and with a slight hangover, hard start on my Friday, and then it was strait to a work party. Had a real nice evening but was so happy when I finally could hit my bed.
Saturday it was a wonderful dinner with my friends, amazing food, drinks and so much fun.

After dinner we went to Castelle night club, and I cant thank the owners Monica and Sigmund enough for making it the best night, giving me my favorite champagne Cristal, so much fun:-))))

Its snow outside and what is better than being on front of the fire with good company cooking an amazing meal, drinking good wine and just enjoy the best time? We cooked a wonderful organic wok with coconut lots of spices...so fresh, healthy and nice, good wine and the homemade irish coffee sitting in front of the fireplace... Quality time:-))

I m just one big smile:-) What is better than spending a whole evening in a big spa.... Watermassage, swimming, hot water pressure and an ice cold Corona:-)Sooo nice:-)) I cant remember last time I relaxed so much...my Body felt so good after, total bliss and I slept like a kitten:-))Recommanded:-)

What is nicer than cooking with good friends, lots of fresh ingredients, good wine, music and fire in the fireplace:-) We had such a nice evening, we didnt finish cooking before midnight, and drank almost two bottles of wine before the meal was finished ha ha, but the food tasted sooo nice:-))

I normally just focus on my life and dont have time to think about what people think or say about me...I have kept quiet for a long time now, but sometimes even I have to have the right to tell the truth, the truth is sometimes not so pretty unfortently.....

A few months ago I was in the Bahamas boating with some of my best friends, and on the boat was a woman same age as my mum, she was called Greta. 

I knew she had been into boating to, not racing but at least hanging out at the races doing PR when she was younger, so I was thrilled to have someone to talk  boats with....I tried to talk to her and tell her how great it was to meet her and how I looked forward to be in the Bahamas......well things started to get difficult already at the first day....she was screaming and yelling on her boyfriend, calling him a loser who didnt know how to fish, how stupid he was etc....everyday she kept screaming at him and telling everybody what to do and where to go, it was her way or no way, and living on a boat togheter you can just imagen that it was the only solution to let her have it her way.  So I kept myself with my friends and tried to be as polite as possible the rest of the time, I am half German after all and manners are a must :-)

If I turned the music on she would turn it off, every night she screamed at her boyfriend----so one night at the harbour I was sleeping in the boat, and suddenly woke up to a big SPLASH and the screams of HELP !

 I jumped out in the back of the boat and shouted for help as Greta was laying in the water and it was in the middle of the night.  Her boyfriend was stood up at the harbour and it was easy to see they had a quarrel. 

 I always protect women as an instict and told my friend to help her safe up in the boat while I took away her boyfriend from her.....as I turned to calm him down, she suddenly jumped up and hits me with all her power so I get my head first strait into the concrete harbour,  I was blacked out as I bashed my head so hard, and as I was laying unable to move on the floor she kicked me in my back and head and pushed me out in the water while I was half blacked out

I must have had a lucky angel next to me as I managed to swim and keep my head over water even though my whole body and head was hurting so much....a big man from the island came running and managed to get me up safe and get the doctor to come and help me.  Greta was sent of the island with the first plane in the morning and she is now suing her exboyfriend ( one of the nicest calmest persons I ve ever met) for injuring her, and she then writes my friends that I am for sale ( after she was departured). Even the locals on the island said they had NEVER seen tourists or locals beat someone up like that.....It took several days before I was back to myself....I was told to keep quiet about the episode due to her boyfriend and my friends and I did.  Here you can see how I looked after this 50 year old woman almost ruined my life for ever beating me up when I tried to save and help her.

So lately I have been receiving some strange messages from friends telling me that Christina a ex of one of my friends had been telling several men in the boating industrie in USA that I am for sale.....I just dont get it, I knew her exboyfriend from racing, and never met her before I was in Key West now this November. I met her on the harbour thinking she was a promo person for the race, and was happy to have her and her friend coming with us in the boat taking them out on the pokerrun with us. We had food and drinks for everybody, and even though some on the boat told me she was trouble, I thought well, she has  never done anything bad to me, so I ll be nice to her.

Coming back to Europe she wrote me, that she was old enough to be my mum and though it was very sweet that I was thinking about settling down. She said she had daugheters and I said she was very lucky having such a lovely family.......suddenly I got strange messages from people in the USA that she says I m not a boatracer and that I am for sale....She said I was poker run girl.......what now that means, fair enough I was navigating in the European Championship and winning the Norwegian Championship, but any guy navigating is as much a racer as anyone else......I have her messages copied to me.....how can people be like this ? Like I said to my friends, what have they got to win being like this when they got everything to win on being nice...I m not racing to get PR, I race because I love boats and life at sea, but its people like this that makes me just not want to go back...

.I just also learnt that Greta and Christina live togheter in the USA...I m sad to see that women create such things...and for you who know me well, you know it takes a lot for me to publish this  as I normally avoid drama for all cost, and just keep low....but this is rather serious topics, so girls, please if you want to talk talk to me directly, if you have questions about me, then ask.... I am quite easygoing and a kind person......my life has been public for almost 12 years, and never have I been treated like this...sorry guys, I just had to make this public now....

Oh I was so exited today! My sister came and delivered a big new box with work out clothing from Stormberg today:-) Love my new turquise skijacket, the amazing fit tights and tops, super wool clothing, running jackets, special socks even:-) Stormberg has become one of my favorite brands when it comes to outdoor and work out clothing, its classy, fantastic quality and made with a company who holds great etics.
I ve been sick and in bed for five days, so must admit this really made my day:-))) Thank you Thone and Stormberg:-) Have a browse for yourself at www.stormberg.no ;-))))

Ok, I know I never normally write about guys, dates or my relationships....its just been something I ve kept private.  I get a lot of mail and messages asking me what I m looking for, and many of you write me so incredible nice words.....I want you to know, that I always read all my messages, and really appreaciate them.

When it comes to men, I have always put my career first, all my life I think men and dating came  last on my list of important things in life, it was not that I didnt dream about someone, it was just with my lifestyle of travelling and constant working, partys and always being surronded by a lot of people it didnt fit in.  I have dated some of the most amazing men, and I mean that, I really have met some of the best men in the world, intelligent, goodlooking, kind and ambitious treating me like a princess. Unfortently with the focus being on my career and not on them it was hard to give what they deserved from a relationship, and I think I often somehow forced a break up because I was confused and didnt know how to open up and stay close to other people because of my lifestyle of constant travel, working all over the world and never meet the same people twice.

Thankfully things have changed a little lately.....I have done more things in my career than I ever dreamt about, and I finally feel that now I have the space and time to set a man first in my life, its a very good feeling :-)  But guys, you have to step it up...

Some NO  ! NOs!

There are to many lazy guys who think that a video and pizza in his place will be good enough for a first date......IT is NOT, that is something you can do with your buddies!

or what about the drunken guys in the club who tell you that they loooooove you so much, that you are the most amazing girl ever and then ask you to buy the next drink before they walk of snogging the cashier girl from the local shop......

The guys who ask you out in their boat, but ask you to pay for the gasoline.......

The guys who always just "forget" their wallet or card when you are out for dinner......

Its my birthday, and we have dated for some time, and all you do is sending a lousy sms, saying Oh its your birthday, happy birthday   .........If you would like to keep a girl, NEVER forget her birthday, it doesnt have to be an expensive present, but make sure its a day she wont forget, or I promise you, she ll be out of your life before you can say, SORRY !

Some of you guys proberly think you look like the Marlboro man when you havent shaved for a week....trust me, unless you are a supermodel, it wont suit you !!!! Go and shave before a date!

Then there are the guys who try to play it all so casual so they dont change their clothes after cooking dinner or having a few beers with the guys.....trust me, smelling of pizza and beer is not SEXY

Drunk guys who tries to grab on you, and when you push them away they try to grab on your girlfriends.....NOT GOOD !

Of course you also have the guys who sit down and write almost a book about themself, copy and paste it and send it to every single model on facebook.....Guys come an, dont you think we girls talk togheter ?!

Or the guys who chat you up on facebook, you have never met them, never talked to them, and they are telling you how much they love you and think you should meet......they dont even know in what country you are living in or what nationality you are:  "I really like your profil picture, girl you are hot, lets meet up and grab a burger ! "     Do  I even have to say anything about this one.....trust me, I receive at least 50 messages a week thats just like that....

Then there are the guys who only send you a sms a day, and expect you to be all overwhelmed and ready to meet them when they have time to finally see you....Guys, what you give is what you get! If you play it cold, you will have a very cold bed to come home to!

Or the guy who takes you out on a date, goes up in the bar, buys a drink for himself and gets you NOTHING...

Then one of my least favorites: The wannabe hunks who starts sending you pictures of themself with NO clothes, again, they might never have met you or never talked to you, but still they send you a complete nude picture of themself....and how many others do you think they have sent that to before you ??? Guys, that is such a TURN OFF, keep that for when you are in a relationship.

Or the guys who think that sending a picture of their bicep, sixpack or any other bodypart they are happy with.....Come an, let me experience your body for myself in real life, OK ?

The TV guys: Their life is waking up in the morning, go to work, come home, put the TV on, have a bit sex, then watch TV again....TV and Sofa at least five days a week, and you know what, they wouldnt even notice if you wherent there sitting on the sofa next to them......

Men sweat,  its not true that women like men who smell like cavemen! Always shower and put on a really good perfume, dont ask, just DO IT :-)))

The guys who says:" Lets meet next week"....next week comes, and you hear nothing before 23 pm Sunday Eve....ehhh do you want to come over for a movie ?    No, I ve waited all week for you to call me, buying new clothes and preparing for a nice date...... and to be honest, I dont want to ever hear from you again....got the point ? Treat me with respect and be concrete.

The X FACTOR,  No, I m not your ex, and I dont really care about your ex, if you got luggage, dont bring it into my life.

Guys who tell the same stories over and over again, and dont remember that they already told it to you three times before.....I might giggle the first two times, but please.......

The play it hard to get guys....I hear nothing from you, well do you really think I ll hunt you down if you show no interest ? If you want me, you have to show me A LOT of interest.

Ha ha I could go on, but if you think you could pass on these, you should at least be one step closer to doing the right thing ;-) All these experiences are based on episodes in my life, and a lot of them from my last date, who got DISMISSED ;-)



My life has I always been driven a lot by ambition and hard work. I was never someone who gave up. In 2004 I was dating the head of FX in Goldman Sachs in London. He did not want a girlfriend who was working in finance, and I had no idea what he s job was, I hardly knew what a trader or broker was. 

So in secret I attended a course in Forex Trading by FXCM. I spent one month in front of the computer doing dummy trades, and I could hardly sleep, I was awake from Australia open until New York closing. I swapped boyfriend, and this time I was with a broker in Tullett Prebon who really supported me. I bought a suit, ( me who always was wearing tight jeans and short tops showing bellly button), put my hair in a ponytail, put on low heels, and read everything I could about finance and the markets. I mean everything, The financial news, bloomberg, Reuters, watching CNBC where my boyfriend often was featured, and I hang around at the partys talking markets and said I was looking for a jobb.

Suddenly I was called in for an interview, a small company lead by a big scottish man called Donald King, the office was at the big Royal Stock Excange. There I was, early morning in the rush trafic, looking at all the people getting off at St Pauls Cathedral wearing suits, polished shoes and walking determent. I tried to copy them, look confident, but I was sooo nervouse....when I walked through the high ceilings and marble I was thinking what am I doing ! I know absolutely nothing about finance!  

I came in the door, and a few serious men around a table looked at me. They where talking about the fixed income markets...I had NO idea what it was, but I spoke like the people that I had watched on CNBC that morning, talked about the global situation...they invited me to their Christmas party, and at that party I reaized they where not giving me a job, they where just enjoying a beautiful girl.

Well lesson learnt! I then got to spend days shadowing brokers in Tullett Prebon and Cantor Fitzgerald...i was so embaressed walking into the big trading floor, only men almost, and little me with my long blond pony tail and suit. I had heared all the stories... about coke dealing under the desks, the new girl from Reuters they tied up to a chair and made her sit on it in the elevator all day going up and down....I heard how the manager cancelled the juniors dates, told lies to their wifes and all the drinking and partying after work.....on the broker floor it was big guys screaming into two phones at the same time, standing up, shouting at eachother, hugging eachother and some would fight.

So suddenly one day a friend of my boyfriend called and said there was a positon coming up in a company. I still owe this man everything.

Again I put my suit on, a little smarter and thougher I walked down King William Streeet, and took the lift up to Informa Global Markets.  A company supplying all the banks and hedgefunds in Europe with market data and figurs, a job that would require a lot of travelling paid by the company.

 Again I walked into a room with a round table and two tall men. Steve Marsland head of sales and Benoit the french manager.  The first thing they asked,  " What is Eur/USD trading ?"       "  1.22 this morning and 1.23 closing NY yesterday.."     ..they looked at me...the ice was broken. They liked my German last name, and I somehow said I spoke German ( it was a german speaking market). I told them my dad was German and I was ok with the language ( not true !)  On my way home, the phone rang : Could I come in for a second interview ?

 I was flying. The next week I was back, and this time I was meeting the big head of the company: Henrietta: she had short dark hair, spoke with short sentences and you could see how everybody held their breath when she walked into the room.   I have no idea how I got her on my side....40 minutes after the interview they called me and asked when I could start !

 13th June 2005 my life changed. From 8-17 I was in the office or travelling around Europe. Some days I would visit three countries in one day: Taking the Eurostar from London to Brussel in the morning having meetings with ECB, then jump on the plane to Zurich to meet with Credit Suisse and then fly to Frankfurt to have meetings with Commers bank.

 I was having meetings on the biggest trading floors in Europe. Me walking around with my blonde ponytail talking marketdata to all the big traders and brokers. Pretty kool or what! Some laughed at me, but soon people took me serious and I got flied in first class to interview for a positon in Frankfurt for a hedgefund desk.....

 Within two minutes of me walking in the guys would have my website up on their screens.....it even went so far that Bank of Scotland didnt want to renew their contract if I didnt come with the paperwork in person.

It was a lot of long days and hectic. My french manager would sometimes throw the whole phone in the wall screaming french swear words....but they where thankfully always nice to me.

I was also still modelling and some days I would have to run out in my lunch, get changed into something more sexy in the elevator and run to modelcastings.

 I was single after Christmas, so all the travelling was ok. One day when I was visiting Danske Bank in Copenhagen, one of the young traders from the Swap desk called me over. Thomas, he had long sleek blond hair, and the bluest eyes ever. He asked me if I could help him with the software. 

Once I was back in London he called me in my office and said that" He Still just couldnt figure out how to use the system, could I help him?" .....ha ha clever guy ;-)  The next time I was in Copenhagen he invited me out for dinner and we just had the best time. Our 3rd date was an amzing holiday in Spain togheter.  1. March 2006 I moved to Thomas in Copenhagen and started working as an Investment banker in  Saxo bank ......but that is a totally different story ;-)

What you see, is that I had no education or even clue, just focus, ambition and hard work, I didnt give up, and as you see I landet that dream job of mine in finance....:-))))

Sunday Steffen and Gaute picked me up in Oslo, and we drove back to Arendal. A smooth ride in a nice XC 90, I love these big suvs:-) Getting back to the office, there where reported so many claims after the storms that has been, new budgets and fast forward. Also starting my indoor training in the gym, my arms looks like spagettie after all my running training and I need some muscle on me.  Enjoying some quality time reading up one Steve Jobs bio and setting up my 2012 schedule... Yep, everyday life has started again and I m exaited to see what I will make of 2012:-) Hope you all are great xoxoxo

When I was in Oslo I met one of my best friends from Copenhagen. We had a long nice walk along side Bygdøy, Paradis Bukten and Huk where he has his boat stored for the winter. With all the storms that has been lately its good to keep an eye on the storage to avoid expensive damage.  It was such a beautiful day, the sun was shining and clear sky with just a hint of winter and a white cover of snow.  Oslo is really growing on me, its quite a beautiful city, who knows....I might move here one day ;-)