Danish.

Last weekend I cashed in my birthday present from K and that included a weekend away in a lovely Copenhagen. A beautiful city, 30 minutes away across the bridge. We stayed in Hotel Alexandra, known for its’ well planned play with retro interior and rooms filled with exquisite furniture from giants like Arne Jacobsen and Verner Panton. Our shared interest in furniture design and high quality pieces of design is really a big plus. Both of us were in a design heaven sneaking around in the hotel sitting in different chairs and sofas. It was  quite a pricey stay and if you don’t have design interest I think there are better less expensive alternatives for a central hotel  in Copenhagen.

  
  
   K modelling and a bunch of miniature beauties.
 The Bølling duckling was another gift from K. An adorable new friend for our home. Here in good company with my panda my mum bought me. I  

We spent a rainy and grey Saturday visiting shops and getting inspired. The style and relaxed attitude in Copenhagen yet always a touch of finesse and exclusitivity is something that thrills me. The Danish feel more free in their fashion and constitute an air of confidence that I missed in Stockholm and in Sweden in general. No need to be perfect and no hidden angst or the strong conflict between fitting in and always be an individualist. In Stockholm people are gorgeous, flawless, but uniform. In Copenhagen people are gorgeous but more rough and rock’n’roll. Lust is the word that lingers with me. Lust for flavours, for style, for life. No excuses. I love it!


   Say hey to HAY! I have for a couple of years been a big fan of HAY and their products. Great products to affordable prices. We visited their flag ship store and I now have some great ideas for our bedroom.

  

  
  
 OMG! Smushi! Sushi and smørrebrød all in one and in an amazing setting in the Royal Smushi Café of Copenhagen. You MUST visit! I will go there everytime in CPH. Close to magic and it made me feel like one of the guests at the Mad Hatter’s tea party. Fun, beautiful and delicious. I mean, I couldn’t even get a selfie right. The chocolate Danish was on K’s wish list – he didn’t finish it. Too much energy in every buttery bite.


  

Many steps later, after walking around for hours. We took a night out for a great, organic meal in one of Vesterbro’s hidden away gem, Madsvinet. Terrific finish of a terrific day! Unfortunately I didn’t snapshot our night out. I was too busy indulging.

  

  
  
   Crazy queues and lining up to enter the infinite world of Yayoi Kusama. It is a great exhibition but it was hysterical and packed with visitors. I will revisit on a weekday. It was far from a pleasant experience. Loud, busy, and no time for taking it all in. 

Living in Malmö, I have Copenhagen on the door step. Door to door it takes me less time travelling there than when I lived outside Stockholm going into the city. Lucky and filled with that Danish lust!

Ulrika/ who is confessing that understanding Danish was much easier when being 16 and boozed up.


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