Copenhagen Fashion Week via Style.com

When in Denmark...

Eat beige, wear black, be happy.

By definition the happiest nation of Scandi-lously chiselled men and women, who seek nothing more than a Jaegersborggade kaffe and the occasional Acne fix.

It works for them.

Four days of Danish street style protocol, a private viewing at CPHFW and one and half pastries later; I've swapped the heels for something more Stanley, put away my pennies for a shiny new bicycle and turned to Nordic au-natural - raw diet included. 

A Northern girl with a Nordic heart ay Dursk?

 Like I said.

When in Denmark.

| Images c/o Le 21e |

| Personal images here |

The 'one-post-per-month-but-it's-completely-unintentional' phase.

The result of either a total apathetic interest in further writing (sorry blogging) or, in my case, a busy schedule filled up with those so-called 'thing's to do'. 

Since when did I become so time constrained?

I must be growing up.

 fuck.

New month's resolution. Yes, you can have those. To put into words what my photographic skills on social media show you. And in more than one, perhaps two, posts.

Starting with that running Insta-commentary I like to call my solo trip to Copenhagen.

Aren't you lot in for a treat.