Today I ate sperm on rye bread. Or so I thought. HAHA.
At 2nd Christmas lunch this afternoon I was surrounded by a crowd of Danish dudes (one of them toting a chinchilla), who wanted me to eat a weird substance on bread. They claimed that all the true family members try it. I asked what it was. Bodil's brother struggled to explain it to me in English. He said "cum". Then he said "jizz". I thought it was some kind of animal sperm mixed with some herbs and fat? (They eat some weird shit in this country) It looked like hummus. I took a bite, three cheers to open mindedness! I wanted to know what it was called in Danish so I could tell other people what I ate, and they went on further to explain that it is only a family thing. They used to eat it during the war when they had no money.
I was dying. It actually didn't taste that bad, just really strong with a strange texture. I was just flipping out, dying and laughing at this point. Turns out Mikkel meant to say "cumin" and not "cum" and "jizz" was his way of saying "yeast". The "J" sounds different here, so I understand the weird pronunciation issues we had. Mikkel was also drunk at this point. Just one example of the many hilarious lost in translation cross cultural moments I frequently experience.
The substance was 70 percent yeast and 30 percent cumin with some herbs. So strange. My life just makes me laugh sometimes :)
Had a great Christmas! Back to the grind tomorrow.
Note: This blog may shed some light on the many pounds I have recently acquired. Tis the season for diabetes.
So far I have been to...
Four Julefrokosts 1) DIS Staff and Faculty Julefrokost (shit show. So much fun! The greatest food and open bar)
2) DIS Student and Networker Julefrokost with Karen (entirely wholesome aside from the carbon footprint we left)
3) Intern Festivus (even larger shit show than number 1)
4) Lady Frokost (a classy affair with some ladies from work)
Three Julehygge Nights: 1) At Lasse and Michelle's house with Bridget. Speaking of Bridget and Rasmus, they just got married! En store tillykke til dem!
2) Housing and Student Services department julehygge at Staci's house, a coworker of mine.
3) Hygge with my Danish class where we celebrated us all passing the module test! Everyone sang their Christmas songs from their home land while munching on treats. Unfortunately, me and my other American friend didn't have anything to share because everyone knows our songs. Being an American is so exhaustingly unexotic. I heard Russian, Polish, Portugese, Bulgarian, Greek, Finish, German, Spanish, and of course Danish songs.
Not to mention the cookie exchange at work,, homemade candy sessions at Morten's, and the next couple of days where I will be rolled around from one event to the next. Julemarked in Christiania, done. Tivoli next week? And ice skating= won't happen until the new year.
Christmas is some serious shit in Denmark. Go big or go home! I am off to Ribe, the oldest town in Denmark, dating allegedly from 845 AD to celebrate Jule with Bodil.
Drunk snow biking=so not safe but such a Danish experience.
I really want some nachos. Blast Denmark's lack of Taco Bell right across the street, good snack food, lack of mexican food in general, and my own lack of a microwave.
The agenda for this weekend:
Lady Frokost and two bday parties. Going to be busy! Also should try to clean, shop, wash, and attempt to live a normal life.
Today is the coldest November day Denmark has seen in over a hundred years. Last winter was one of the worst according to my roommate, and they say this year might be just as bad. My bike lock is frozen, my zipper just broke on my fairly new winter coat (fuck you, H & M), and my computer has an incurable virus (won't be uipdating as much until I sort that out).
Receiving antibiotics you ask the doctor if you aren't supposed to drink when taking them and he looks at you like you have grown a second head and replies with, "No, of course you can still drink".
You see national television celebrities in the same ER as you and no one blinks an eye.
The Jonas Brothers are no longer the Jonas Brothers (with a hard J) but the Yo-Nas Brothers (with a soft J).
It's November and you have already received a formal invitation to a birthday party for June 2011.
Went out for dinner and drinks last night, bought my Harry Potter tickets after work, slept in this morning, the sun is shining, free Iyengar yoga at the most beautiful studio on the lakes, and Sensation tonight! Its the small things :)
Yesterday I bought some hideous white pants from an old woman who dated Jimi Hendrix only weeks before his death. She was a model in London, New York, and Copenhagen years ago. She has a little second hand shop in Frederiksberg--a pretty nice area of the city--just down the road from me. On the way back from the doctor I saw she had something I might want so I stopped in and bought the afore mentioned pants. All over her shop were these gorgeous black and white photographs and when I went to buy the pants I could instantly tell that the photos were all of a younger her. Among them were some candid shots of her and Jimi Hendrix just goofing around at what looked like a house dinner table. She was such a cool and genuine lady to have met. Talked about modeling in the old days and how it actually used to take some skills. The models typically did their own hair and makeup and the only technology they had when taking the photos was lighting. "None of this fake boobs and computers" she said. She said that it was a great time to have been young. I bet it was:)
And why would I buy hideous white pants in November in a city where I bike? Sensation White is this Saturday!!!!
My mother needs a surgery that she can't afford due to our crappy ass health care system in the US. I was attempting to explain this all to Bodil, and how Obama's recent reforms really don't make that much of a difference in this particular situation. She then sincerely offered for my mother--who is over 5,000 miles away and whom she has never even met--to borrow money from her so that she could get her surgery. That would never happen, but hot damn, I have some nice people in my life!
A little bit sad right now because Danish is so hard and I've reached a learning plateau at the moment. I really haven't felt this freaking retarded (excuse me being politically incorrect, but that is the only way to describe it) since way back in the day when I had to take math classes and that one time my freshman year of college when I tried hip hop. I am not used to struggling with things. I am going to really have to dedicate some massive chunks of time to this language if its going to be worth my while.
On a happier note, Christmas officially begins tomorrow! Its Jdag which means the Julebryg (Christmas beer) comes out. Elves come around and deliver the free beer everywhere and its a huge party. They used to have it on a week night but no one would come to work the next day so it officially was moved to a Friday and they made the trains free. I will be at a local pub tomorrow evening circa 8 o clock to receive free beer from elves and party party party.
Given to me by a friend who is currently "dating" (the concept doesn't really exist here...) a Dane. Sharing it with you all. Just a teaser to a post that will come soon about the gender relations here as percieved by yours truly.
The International Educators Workshop took place at DIS this week. Its a week where 30+ faculty, study abroad advisers, administrators, etc. come to visit DIS and experience a mini semester. I was a little intimidated hearing about IEW because its all about big players in the international education world from schools in America (with dinero) coming here and us schmoozing them, but overall it was a nice week and everyone I met was so nice. They are humans just like the rest of us.
I had to do various things throughout the week like take them on tours of the DIS facillities (and managed to get a group of 5 lost in a stairwell of one of our new buildings), put together student Q&A panels, escort them to classes or sessions they want to sit in on, and the coolest thing I got to do was go on an exclusive tour inside Amelienborg palace. Amelienborg is the winter castle residence of the royal family and they only let special groups in to the castle and most Danes will never even get to go inside. It was a beautiful castle and its times like these that make my job worth it!
I also got to ask some abroad advisers and such from all over the US how they got their job s and I got advised on how to continue a career in international education. Schmooze, schmooze, schmooze. A lot of the advice they gave me mentioned networking and getting yourself out there. Mmmm, so much of life is really about who you know.
One of out host moms has had her 100th and 101st student this semester. She has been hosting DIS international students for over 50 years. We had a lovely little reception for her with some of her old and current host students, her family, and my department. Det var meget hyggeligt. Talk about dedication!
I also had a pretty cool opprotunity this weekend to assist one of my colleagues on DIS's first ever farm excursion trip to a local farm about an hour north of Copenhagen. More to be written about that later...A nice and brief introduction to what WWOOFing might entail :)
So the honeymoon period of my job is certainly over. Don't get me wrong, I still love it very much, but its not always a walk in the park. Most things, even the greatest things, I suspect, have some sort of a honeymoon period and a more normal period. Anyway, there have been some times lately where I let the negative attitudes in the office, or other negative vibes get me down. I find myself getting annoyed with students. And I have to stop and take a breather to remember why I wanted to be here in the first place: to help students have the life changing experience abroad that I had. Recently there have been a few things that have made me love my job and help me remember the important things about this internship and this next year ahead of me.
I got a thank you email from a student that told me I was awesome for remembering to send him a certain list. He came in many weeks ago to get a list which I didn't have at that time and all these weeks later, I finally sent it to him. I also got a little bag of American Halloween candy and a thank you note from one girl who has been in our office a lot lately for various reasons (one being a broken key, another being her hitting her chin on her beer stein at Oktoberfest and needing stitches from a German hospital). And finally, the most touching of them all: one student telling me about his terrifying coming out experience in Tennessee, how he had is own body guard more or less throughout high school so he wouldn't get hurt, and how he has tried to commit suicide before. There was a fair amount of wine involved on both ends, but I almost began to cry just hearing all of this and how impressively hard his journey has been. Its hard for me to believe that this kind of hate exists in this world. He says he feels so much safer, happier, and accepted in Copenhagen and at DIS. He has been an active member of a LGBT group we have an alliance with and just thanked me and another staff member for offering services and just being there.
Its nice to know that what we do is appreciated. Definitely a labor of love. For the longest time I have known that I want to help people in some way. shape, or form for the rest of my life, and it feels good to know that this is what I am doing :)
Tonight I went to Tivoli Gardens and it was lovely.
Drank gløgg (warm spiced red wine) and ate pølse (sausage) and rode the rides even though it was raining. A very Danish evening.
"Tivoli i Regnvejr" is a song by Søs Fenger, an 80s Danish starlett. You can't find the song on youtube, but you can find it on grooveshark.
On the way to Tivoli I saw a man crush a live bat with his foot. I have never seen a creature larger than a spider die before my own eyes. I guess the bat was in pain and he was putting the bat out of its misery, but it was so sad. I could hear it hiss as the air left its body.
Iphone was stolen. Feeling a bit lost. Who does these things?! And why am I so attached to a stupid phone? Its pretty much the photos I want. I had 1000 plus photos on there documenting my college graduation, sisters high school graduation, my summer, move to DK, last semester of college. Oy it hurts to think about this right now.
Material things are just that and nothing more. I need to let go, move on, and extinguish this bitterness in my heart. Don't know what the fuck I did to deserve this kind of karma.
On another note, one of my coworkers got their contract terminated so I have to cover for him until we find another person. Three cheers to manning two full time positions, having a cold, trying to study Danish two nights a week, keeping up my social life, and trying to not be obese, all with no phone and a bitter heart at assholes who take/find things that are not theirs!
Each morning I wake up (later than intended, god damn you snooze button!) and get ready for work. I need to be at work by 8:30am and should leave my house by 8:15 if I want to be safe. It only takes me about 8 minutes to cycle to work on a good day.
My office is on the third floor and I share the space with three others. The rest of the people in my department have smaller offices attached to our main one. 9 people in total which I will introduce later…
Here's a photo of me at my desk. Shitty quality but I got interviewed for an article about international education in the DK and this is the photo that was used:
Once at work I log into my computer, and start the day by checking emails. I sometimes eat breakfast at work (museli) if I don’t feel like eating at home or run out of time. Wednesday mornings we have an all house meeting with breakfast including the most delicious bread.
Every single day is different and I never know where the day goes! I spend a lot of time on the computer, a lot of time talking and consulting directly with students, and take phone calls as well. I have various meetings throughout the week with my supervisors or people in other departments about projects and things. I cover the front desk when the front desk man, Mathias, goes on lunch, has meetings, etc. I compile the student newsletter. Totally random, hard to explain, behind the scenes work as well. I get a half an hour lunch break and can take it whenever I want. I usually eat upstairs in the lunch room or out on the terrace since the weather hasn’t gotten terrible yet :) I don’t have a microwave at home so leftovers are often my lunch, or I’ll make a salad, or put anything on some rugbrød (dark rye bread). Eating out or buying lunch is tempting since there are just so many options, but it adds up and gets expensive!
Mondays after work I always go to the Nørrebro Bryghouse (brewhouse) with my coworkers. It’s a sweet little microbrewery in the hippest part of town and with the beer card I bought I get to try a new beer every week for free for a year (when you do the math it’s an excellent deal!)
Every other Monday evening I run the Student Activities Committee meetings as well. The Student Activities Committee is made up of a group of students who get a budget to plan and lead activities and events throughout the semester. They are a group of really driven kids who are representing the other students to ensure that DIS offers cool things that all students actually want to do. For example, the SAC subsidized tickets to a huge pop concert at TivoliGardens last week and we sold out soooo fast.
Tuesdays and Thursdays I leave work early to go to my Danish class at 4:15, about a 10 minute bike ride from work. I was able to test into module three and skip levels one and two. There are 6 modules all together. My first few classes were challenging and terrifying because I feel like I had some catching up to do. The Danish I know is different than the Danish they teach in Studieskole, so it’s taken me some time to get used to the system. I was considering dropping down to a lower level, but my teacher convinced me to stay and I am happy that I did. Even if I don’t pass my module test, at least I gave it a good try and can repeat this module if I need to. I don’t quite have the vocabulary to speak well about grammar, but “det kommer”, it will come. My class lasts until around 6:30 and is pretty fun if I actually do my homework and come prepared. In my class we have over 15 different languages represented and off the top of my head we have people form Pakistan, Germany, Poland, Finland, Russia, France, Bulgaria, Japan, another lady from San Diego, and a few others. A fun group and interesting experience.
Fridays and Saturdays are going out nights of course and the weekends always manage to fill themselves up somehow. This is the first weekend I have had since I have been here where I really have nothing planned at all. It feels really good. Sundays I usually am on skype to talk to the familia.
A typical night out might begin around 8-9 o clock pregaming or having dinner with someone until around midnight when you actually venture into town. The night could easily last until the morning, after enjoying a kebab or falafel of course :) The Danish fourth meal. The other day I was out until 7:30 am at the trashiest club in town, haha. (In my defense, I would never go there normally, but someone paid for me to get in!) I think it has the rep of being the club with the longest opening hours in this part of the world because it doesn’t close until at least 8am.
Went out last Thursday until 3am to a record release party when I had work on Friday and I will never do that again! So. Hard. To. Function.
Overall, living a pretty good life. Between working full time and Danish class I am a busy busy woman! And most stores, banks, post offices, doctors offices etc. are typically only open 8ish-5ish here so it’s definitely a challenge fitting everything in. Oh Denmark
I am determined to fix this wretched blog of mine and make it more aesthetically pleasing so I will be more motivated to actually write! Until then, under construction.
Taking my Danish Language Placement test tomorrow to see which level Danish class I should take.
It will be interesting to see how that goes...ahhh!
Megan J from AGD is in Copenhagen visiting family and I will take the afternoon off of work to catch up with her. Vi skal spise smørrebrød sammen. Can't wait!
The house will be empty for the next few days since almost everyone is on tour in Western Denmark. While a few of the others who are not going are bummed about not getting to go, I view it as a time to catch up on all the "minor" things that have gotten pushed to the backburner during the last month. Student emails, forum updates, applying for my Eurocard, insurance crap, my desk is a fucking mess, etc. And then there is the storage unit which needs to be taken care of. Oye vey. Hopfeully next semester I will get a Western Denmark tour though since the two I went on as a student were such a blast.
EPIC BLOG POST (almost two weeks old at this point...)
I had a brief but very insightful conversation with an old intern on the metro the other night. He is from Colorado, studied at Whittier in LA, and has interned for the Danish department for the past thirteen months. He is huge, used to play football, is into fitness, and does Bikram yoga. He just was in Scotland getting is education in Spinning and will be going to Afghanistan at the end of the month to be a spinning instructor and personal trainer for soldiers there. Not that all that has much to do with our conversation, but I must say that he is an interesting character, as are many of the people I have been encountering over the past few weeks.
He said that he feels like things in his life just continually work themselves out, the world always goes on, and he ends up happy. The conversation was contextual so that’s all I can write about it but I feel like there is nothing so important to learn. I have seen the same occurring in my own life. As cliché as it may be, things could always be worse and the world will keep spinning. Even if the economy sucks, I made 200 extra uneeded copies of a document at work the other day, the ATM ate my bank card, or I almost really fucked up the catering for a work dinner last week, everything will be alright :)
DEPARTURE & ARRIVAL
I had great vacation with my family in Santa Cruz, Monterey and Pacifica before I flew out of SFO. Man, I really am going to miss my family whilst away, as much as they drive me up the wall!
I flew from SFO to LAX where I had about a four hour lay over. Lucky for me my Dad came to share the layover with me and we ate dinner together one last time. Then had a super long ten hour flight to London next to an awkward and cranky man, and then on to Copenhagen.
Bodil came to get me at the airport and it was such a hot beautiful night. It was warmer here than in California actually. We biked out to swim, went around in town, etc. Bodil’s new flat is absolutely amazing: Eighth floor, tons of glass windows, the most beautiful view, and chic Danish design. I feel blessed to be staying in such a place. The architecture of the complex reminds me of the houses built into the hills of Greece.
WEEK ONE
Went to the summerhus with Bodil and Hans for a few days and swam every day in the warm sea. Saw some real live jellyfish in person and had to get out of the water on the last day. It rained and rained, but it was still warm and it was nice to veg out.
Came back to Copenhagen and went to an amazing birthday dinner and night out for Morten. Never have I ate and drank so much nice food and alcohol! We seriously sat and ate for almost five hours straight, and there was about five courses, plus dessert and coffee, four or five different wines, plenty of tequila, yadda yadda. It was great to see him and the gang again. Morten paid for me and four other friends to join him for his party. In America it is customary for friends/family to take a person out on their birthday, but here it is more common for someone to throw themselves a party for their friends and pay for it all. I’ve seen it on a few occasions, it definitely is strange. Luckily Morten is a chef at the restaurant so I think he worked out a special deal or payment plan. It probably came to just a little more than one hundred US dollars a person!
On the way to the dinner party I almost got a 600dkk ticket on the metro for an honest mistake. I hope not to be one of those girls who cries or shows off their boobs or whatever to get special privileges but I couldn’t help but cry a little because it really was an honest mistake and that’s s shit ton of money! I didn’t have ID on me and oh it was almost a disaster but he let me off and I vowed to never fuck with or cheat the expensive Danish public transportation system again (which I used to do semi-frequently before whenever possible).
I got eaten alive my mosquitoes: Don’t know what the fuck is up with them loving me so much. I keep waking up with random bites lately too from god knows what. And I had a little tic in my leg after hiking as well. Aghhhhh.
* Had a little too much fun with my iphone...
Went to an awesome chill out festival at the Statens Museet for Kunst (States Museum of Art). It was really just DJs spinning all day and into the night chill electro kind of music and tons of people just lounging around in the sun, eating and drinking. I went with Anders and Bryn. Anders has worked at DIS since I was a student, is hilarious and I went to London with him on study tour. Bryn is the out-going Housing and Student Services assistant who will be staying on at DIS for another year as the Facilities girl and doing some work with sustainability at DIS. She is really cool, has a Danish grandmother, and will get to do her masters in Denmark for free since she has German citizenship from one of her grandparents having to flee Germany back in the Nazi days. I met some other interns and lots of people that day at the festival. It was a really nice chill day and I even bought the overpriced cd that they were selling with some of the music from the day on there (I usually am too cheap!)
WEEKS TWO AND THREE
I started work and boy has it been a whirl wind! My first day to work I rode the red bike borrowed from Bodil and the chain fell of about 5 times. I was wearing white and had to continually stop to fix the chain, greasing myself up. It was really fun and super safe to have to keep stopping without the brakes working in rush hour bike traffic! Ugh.
The first week seems ages ago even though it was only last week at this point! I met all the other interns and had so many meetings I can’t even keep them straight. Lots of orientation and too much information I would say. I am a learning by doing kind of girl so no matter how many orientation sessions you give me about this or that, I need to do it a few times, fuck up a few times, and then I’ll be great :)
There about 20 interns I think and we all spend a lot of time together. A few guys and the rest females. I feel bad for the dudes because they have to be around so many of us all the time. For a while, at the beginning, I felt like I had a bit of a hard time connecting with some of the interns, especially since I had my own thing going on out here staying with Bodil and knowing other people outside of DIS, but that has passed. While I haven’t latched on to any of them and made a best friend, I realize that that just isn’t in my nature, and we all have a really fun time together. A very interesting and talented group of people and it will be exciting to see everyone getting settled in to their apartments and all that jazz.
We took a miniature study tour to Kullen, Sweden for our Study Tour Orientation where we learned ourselves how to be study tour leaders. It was an awesome time and a great way to bond with my colleagues and coworkers. Leading study tours will be extremely fun and a huge personal challenge for me. This semester I will be leading a weekend biking tour to Bornholm and a day tour to Legoland. Nothing too exotic but as the Housing Intern I probably won’t get a long tour until my second semester which is fine by me.
Sweden is so beautiful and we had great weather. I had been to Kullen once before with Bodil and the old people she works with but got to see some new stuff this time.
We did an orienteering challenge for team building and my team came in second. We didn’t even make it to one of the tasks AND had a girl with a broken foot on our team. It was so fun. We also went on a hike to a place called Nimis or Ladonia, depending on who you talk to...
This man started building these structures from drift wood that would wash up on the shore and because it was in such an isolated place on the shore line, the Swedish government didn’t even know about it for quite some time. When the government finally discovered the structures, they were pissed off and attempted to make him take them down claiming that the land was part of the national park. Somehow the structures we able to remain, however, and he declared the area as a separate country from the rest of Sweden, called Ladonia. You can go online and become a member of Ladonia and pay some money to become royalty of the land. The Swedish government doesn’t recognize it still. Haha. And the man still keeps adding to the structures only using nails and almost only drift wood to this day. So beautiful and cool, and surprisingly sturdy when climbed through/upon. I want to become a Dutchess of Ladonia so if anyone wants so sponsor me financially, I do have a birthday this month :)
I love my job so far a lot. DIS is a very flat organization, meaning that while technical hierarchies exist, I’ve had meetings with the director (and a bbq at his house), and can go and have a beer after work with my supervisors. The individual’s voice is respected and the working culture is relaxed. It will be a personal challenge for me to find a nice balance between being relaxed and such good friends with my bosses and co workers while also remaining professional. They say it can take twenty years to build a reputation and five minutes to ruin it. I tend to be a sloppy light weight and haven’t yet quite proved myself professionally, so let’s hope for the best :)
The building I work in is from 1798 and is in the very center of Copenhagen right near central station, Tivoli Gardens, the city hall, the longest walking street in Europe, the Royal Library, etc. We call it “The House”, which really gives it a familial feel. There even is a kitchen where we all eat lunch and sign up for dishwasher duty. Its changed quite a bit since I was a student.
I love my department and have an awesome office. Bryn has been training me this month so we have been sharing the desk but I am getting familiar with all the data bases and Outlook. Oh and learning how to make copies in mass quantities. So. Many. Freaking. Trees. I honestly think that is one of the hardest parts of my job. I have to block out the fact that half of the copies I print will probably never be read and most likely not even recycled. It hurts my soul.
We have 800 students arriving next week so that is mainly what I have been preparing for. I have been soooo busy and have never left work on time. There was only 500 students my first semester at DIS and 600 my second so you can see how fast it is growing. Don’t know how people can afford study abroad when times are so hard but it appears that kids are coming here more now than ever. The Copenhagen Climate Conference, Denmark being proclaimed as the happiest place on earth, and Copenhagen having the best restaurant on the globe—Noma—I think have helped put Denmark on the map. But on the other hand, people still thought I was going to the Netherlands and that I can speak Dutch so maybe not, haha.
I have been staying with Bodil and everyone I know has been incredibly generous to me. I have had a really great time living with Bodil in her new flat but it is only a one bedroom so I have been sleeping on the floor and living from a suitcase more or less all this time.
I will be moving to an apartment closer to work with my friend Bridget’s boyfriend. Bridget was one of my closest friends when I studied here and she is from California too. She is back in the states because her Au Pairing didn’t work out, but I got a great offer from her kæreste, Rasmus, to live with him. He will have the main room, and I will have the bedroom and we will share the kitchen and bathroom. He is extremely mellow and I probably won’t be home much anyway since work keeps me pretty busy. I got a great deal financially and the location is so prime. I have the keys and will start moving things in ASAP but the room doesn’t have furniture.
I am getting a bed from Bodil’s friend whose mom recently died so I need to coordinate moving that but once that happens I will be able to get more settled! I am so excited!
I feel a little scatterbrained with no internet aside from when I am at work, no cell phone, no bank account, and no personal space, etc. It is sort of a long process getting re-registered with the government again.
And today my bank card really did get eaten by the ATM. Here people won’t help you on the weekends so all I can do is wait and hope that my money is safe and Monday morning I can get my card back. I was getting money to pay for getting my bike fixed, but then couldn’t get the money out, so my bike is being held hostage at the bike shop. I guess hostage is a strong word. The guy at the bike shop is a totally nice dude, but yeah, he needs the money to give me my bike understandably!
And the bike I got was free from Morten’s parents. I really have been lucking out amidst all of my unluckiness :) It sure does help to have such a strong and giving network.Fashion Week Highlights
Copenhagen Fashion Week hosted the world’s greatest and longest cat walk and it was a pretty cool thing to experience. 200 models and a few different collections we exhibited and I was front row to see them all:
Hottest Male:
These ladies had babies as props which I just thought was kind of creepy and objectified human life like a baby is similar to a purse...
