No sooner did I get to my room than fireworks began to explode...
On Sunday all the shops were closed (this drives me crazy in Europe), so I went to idle in Nyhavn. I loved sitting on the edge of the harbour and people watching. It used to be quite a scandalous district where fishermen and prostitutes plied their trades, and it is easy to see how former resident H. C. Andersen was influenced to write The Little Mermaid here. Tall masted ships and tattoo parlours remain, hinting at Nyhavn's grittier past, but for the most part the area has been taken over by expensive cafes and boutique hotels.
Monday arrived, and the city came to life with colourful style, hundreds of bicycles, and rather a lot of blonde hair. Leggings and layered stockings were de rigeur, as this femme who took the train with me can show.
I can't overemphasize how popular brightly coloured leg coverings are. A pair of these + flats + tunic + neon pink nails + warm scarf = current quintessential CPH style
Even this homeless girl looked in tune with nu-rave in neon pink tights and a graphic skirt.
Second only to leggings in the Danish trend department (for both sexes) were keffiyehs. You could play 'count the keffiyeh' and lose track of numbers in just a few blocks.
A curious hat shop that The Sarto would probably enjoy visiting.
Flying A... Purveyor of vintage, obscure, and popular clothing labels. The range of apparel was so unexpected (and unfortunately overpriced) that I went back twice to get through all of it.
Wood Wood... Copenhagen's answer to Colette.
Apartment NO. 7... One of those sumptuous boutiques that you stumble upon when least expecting to, and have a near religious fashion experience. The interior was decorated with antique chairs, glass chandeliers, and a gorgeous make up vanity from the 1960s. The largest room featured embellished tops, silk dresses and tailored jackets, while the next one catered to the club crowd, with bright leggings, graphic tees, CDs, and oversize jumpers by Henrik Vibskov. I spent most of my time in the first room... I can't even talk about the window displays- it was all too perfect for words.
Jovovich-Hawk mood board for Mango. The J-H design aesthetic is attractive to me, but the materials for this new Mango line are disappointingly cheap.
Henrik Vibskov... Mecca for underfed but oh-so-wittily-clad young European men. CPH Street Style caught the designer himself outside his shop that day.
Filippa K storefront. Elegant, minimalist, black and white. I fell head over heels in love with a long bias cut dress with geometric details at the sleeves that haunts me still.
Fellow fans of Apartment NO. 7
Amazing, get-lost-for-hours type bookstore that made me wish I could speak Danish and better understand the meaning of these (and other) eye catching covers.
There were many beautifully considered flower displays. I liked this one because of the unusual orange.
Besides a great deal of bright graffiti on the sides of buildings and trains, I noticed little details- both sculptural and painted- all over Copenhagen. There were mermaid tails at the tops of doorways, sculptures hidden under water, and incomprehensible graphic images chalked on to cobblestones. I came across this bear and penguin in a little sidestreet.
Ever seen the movie Heathers? Well, this guy was very friendly, but also had a rebellious 'je ne sais quoi' that reminded me of JD. The coat, gloves, and shades helped too.
Hotel Fox. Boots down, the coolest place for rooms, drinks, and modern art in Copenhagen.
Along with Hotel Fox, the 17th century Rundetårn (round tower) is one of my favourite structures in the city. You can climb a couple hundred metres up the spiral ramp...
...to an observatory high above the medieval city centre.
hej hej for now. xx