I decided to close down english version for a while. I love to write in Polish more than in English, so I will keep with that. I’m sorry!Read More
It took me some time to made an appointment with the star of the Copenhagen’s blogosphere: Copenhagen Blonde. This woman from Norway fascinated me, how she just strolls through Strøget with her camera and just like that chat with people, photographs and ask questions: “where do you buy your clothes, where do you go out to hang out with your friends. So if you spot her on the street and if she finds you well dressed be prepared for some pictures and have answers for this questions ready! I was wondering also if by chance I could snatch some of her fame, maybe she would like me, recommend me? It happened that Copenhagen Blonde was pretty busy and her schedule was booked all summer, but she said to me: „Wiola, don’t worry, I’ll send you my intern.” Intern, she has an intern! My heart desires intern too and I offered up my friend Mary to be my intern, but he refused, demanding the position of the project manager. But Maria didn’t come up with a project entitled: Istedgade, it was my idea for this Friday afternoon with Anete. Istedgade initially look uncool and uncool it present to us when we pass the train station, I’m not sure if you know, but this street is famous with prostitutes and sex shops, but well, they say this to stupid tourists, real Danes know that Istedgade is trendy street and has a lot of good spots to hang out. You only need to go a little more down the street, away from the train station and you are among the stores with the Scandinavian design, Danish clothes and among the pubs, where time flows on a continuous chill out. We’re looking for the best ones to recommend them to you and here is what we found:
Firstly, a clothing store with a simple and all telling name: Dansk . Simple designs, clean lines, high prices – everything like it should be in the Danish store. If you won’t find anything it’s worth to have another look into the store with a rooster logo: Donn ya Doll.
Secondly, vintage junk shop Kitsch Retro Vintage Design at 84B. Everything here is cool, from enamel pots by old boom boxes to the clerk, who looks like she came from the state of Illinois in 70’. She’s so adorable, make a photo of us and send us to continue shopping at Kyoto, and for a coffee in a cafe named Kaffe. The girl has good taste, because we love the design of Kaffe and spend so much time there, and soon it turns out that we have to go down, because it’s Friday and we have to choose the place for a party. Not far from Istedgade is my favorite Meatpacking Area, about this place I have written here.(link!) So it’s decided – we go to Meatpacking tonight!
Generally to say I love to write a blog, because then I meet so many people. Stroll with Anete was so nice and funny. Remember: shopping: Dansk, coffee: Kaffe, souvenirs and household stuffs: Kitsch 84B!Read More
Recently I had a guest, a girl from Brazil cam to visit me. I’ve become advanced user of CouchSurfing already, normally I like staying at homes of the strange people and I like to receive surfers, it’s like a long unseen friend visited us. So Mariana came and I wanted to show her our life from the best side, that it’s not about working hard, live humble and saving money, but also quite lifestyle life we have in this our small cellar located in the centre of Copenhagen, so close Studiestræde where everything fancy and trendy, but not posh is packed- our Copenhagen’s Latin Quarter.
We begin by Project 4, where we see backpacks, sunglasses, a lot of black and grey, some tracksuits, loose sweatshirts, sneakers – the essence of Danish fashion (and Danish prices, unfortunately…). We walk on, past the Living Room, I’ve written about this place some time ago here. I remember when I worked at Fox hotel I used to come here for a café macchiato, I was selling bottles I found after guests in the hotel rooms, it was always just enough to buy a café macchiato. I was coming here after work, here I wrote essays to accomplish my Erasmus, here I met Asia, who went to Bornholm (yes, yes Asia, it’s about you).
In front of the restaurant so-called handsome Danes are sitting, atmosphere of chillout and fancy lifestyle is around them, we pass Danes, it’s hard though, Mariana doesn’t like that they don’t have such boys in Brazil, I do not like that they are everywhere here. I mean, I like it, but I’m fed up with them. So we go into the store next door, recently is my favourite one, because they have a thousand of shorts from Levis. In Episode they sell things that are, so to speak, recycled. My plastic bottles were converted into café macchiato, someone’s jeans have been converted into shorts. Prices here are very affordable, so I really like to come here to get a look like Brandon from Beverly Hills 90210. Mariana makes me picture in outfit that I composed, but we do not do any shopping, because we spend money on coffee at Kaffe Kunsten, small cafe, where I meet a Polish girl working here. After a few days I go back there hoping that it will meet her and chat. I’m not lucky, but I’m writing my telephone number and leaving it. Or she will call or at least the owner of the place who takes the napkin from me.
We continue diving into the stores. Wasteland is probably new because I haven’t seen it before, but it’s good, otherwise I would waste all my money here and haven’t had chance to see Mariana in Brazil. Second hand has changed its face, here in Denmark, even in shop of the Red Cross you can feel like the show room of some London designer.
At the end we see Bar 7, still locked, it’s to early. I have good memories of Saturday’s nights here, which say to Mariana: about a DJ, which looks like to Collin Farrell (once when I was drunk told him so, he said that everybody is saying him the same), about how we’ve been drinking champagne with Norwegians here , about how many Danes I kissed here and the fact that lately I do not like to come here. Cocktails cost DKK 100 here, and everyone looks like they spent three hours fine-tuning your look before you leave home. I mean, not just look so, but it was exactly like this. My shorts from Levis bought in second hand no longer works in this club, so I rather pass Bar 7.
Maybe I could write more about Studiestraede, maybe I could make a review of lunch at Atlas Bar, but we didn’t eat lunch there, nor pop up to Riccos for some smoothies. We dind’t wait till evening to see Collin Farrell, it’s all too posh for us. We visited Studiestræde in our own way and still it was cool.Read More
I love Elmegade. I feel that life at Elemgade is a everlasting hanging out at the Laundromat Cafe, whether you need to do laundry or not, you just need to cup of coffee. Café latte the best. Everlasting shopping, selecting, trying on, watching, small chat with vendors and evening cocktails at Mexi Bar, the cheapest in town (if something can be cheap in this city, but 50 DKK for the alcoholic strawberry delights tempted me many times).
Recently I go there with Maria. Maria should be a journalist, not me, and certainly she would be the best in the role of an investigative journalist: „and what do you sell here?, and from where these clothes? and where to go here? what to do? and why so? and how much have you been living here? and when is the sale? „. In this way, we learn that: Mr. Turkish Man has been living in Denmark something like 30 years or so, not really speak English, but would give us a discount, just across the street is the antique shop clothing, where you can resale your unused clothes, a lamp which is the pride of his shop is Polish, from the time of the interwar period, from 1928, and it cost 500 DKK (pictured below), Maria buy a shirt, and he sends us to the Foxy Lady store where his girlfriend sells. There I’m trying on super cool costume, but super cool for thin, high-Danes, once again it turns out that I’m rather too short for Danish fashion, in addition to that my mouth is square, simply square, which, without Danish style of clothing makes me recognized in no other way than as an ordinary tourist.
We visit all the designer stores, but the prices are not for us so we end up at the Red Cross shop located on the corner. Thanks to my tourists charm I get the permission to do a few pictures, thanks to Maria’s charm we are told the story of the store. History I cannot recall because I’m not really listening, I’m looking around for some dress. This is the last shop Elmegade we have a choice: either go to a bar with a very simple and meaningful name: øl, which means ‚beer’ in Danish, so you know what we will be doing there, or we’ll try last shop, which is not located at Elemgade exactly, but belongs to Nørrebrogade. Every fan of eighties, dresses with shoulder pads and style of Princess Diana will definitely find something for himself. Shop is called Prag. But again, shit, everything is too big for me here and Maria doesn’t see the charm of retro dresses, which I propose to her (like the one in the stars). So we decided to call of the øl and go home.Read More
Today’s Wednesday, the memories of the weekend vanished from our memory, even if on Monday plastic bag after six-pack of Carlsberg and unfinished cakes stuck in a bicycle basket make a smile on our face, on Tuesday we’d be ready to drop off resolution from Sunday morning: „I will never, ever drink alcohol again “, because all in all it’s not too bad, so on Wednesday … on Wednesday in Copenhagen again we’re opening beer on Island Bridge, Quinn Louise Bridge or in the Kongens JHave when sitting on a blanket.
Culture Box definitely rules this holiday. I can say that finally I live in Danish style and I fell into the rhythm: five days a week café latte in hipster brassiere with smooth jazz, any worries in my life, on Friday huge amount of alcohol and electronic music at the Culture Box, and on Sunday – lying on the grass in the park. Over the next two months Culture Box provides even these two activities in one day, because on Fridays from 16.00 the organize open air in the park at Statens Museum for Kunst. Inside Culture Box is shabby and dirty club, which, as we already know, is the determinant of the fineness in Copenhagen. Only thing is that I can’t forgive myself that last year I’ve been living on the Olfert Fischersgade, which is literally next door, and I was there once. So… unfortunately I can’t reveal large part of my hedonistic life in Copenhagen, therefore this post will be short, but I truly recommend Culture Box. See you there!
Address: Kronprinsessegade 54Read More
This week we go back to coffees in cozy pubs! I work hard and finally there is cash in my account, so I return to my hobby and this time I invite you to Tjili Pop. If you like The Doors and old lumber stuffs place is for you.
We’re sitting with Maria trying to come up with an idea how to win the world. Or how to make a career. Or at least how to make money. Maria now has a practice at the Polish embassy, so she rules. I still didn’t move forward, still I’m chambermaid, which makes me a little bit frustrated. But I have the money. Maria – career. Soon both of us will have the world.
Do I really need to get the world before I get Denmark? The more you are here, the better life you can make for yourself, once you get into their social system, you will never be poor. SU (during the studyies, about 5 000DKK), A-kasse (if you happen to be unemployed. How much? Depending on your salary, but you can count on about 10 000DKK). Nice, but I prefer the first to travel the world.
All my life I lived in Poland and the only entertainment I could afford were trips to the mountains during the summer. I was on the fifth, last year at the university, when got a scholarship. 200 zł (equivalent of 350 DKK) per month. Job in call center has taught me patience with people, and ridiculously small payment for this work – true humility to life. I know that I can always count on my parents and brother (well, okay, I admit, I’m writing this sentence to be able to go back to that, if it happen to me that I will find myself without money at the train station somewhere in Bucharest).
Actually I stopped to wonder why they don’t like me here, don’t see me and don’t understand. Danes have backpacking in Thailand during the eighth gap year, can study how much they want, their parents kick the off from home when they become eighteen. Their high ego annoys me, but, as I wrote, I have learned to be humble, so only six weeks of cleaning rooms and I can go travel the world before I conquer Danish system.
I’m looking around the pub, where we are, and I think that it’s not like this, it’s not that Danes don’t like me, just their major principle in social relations is to respect someone’s privacy, so we’re siting with Maria at Tjili Pop alone, I’m asking the bartender if I can take some pictures, and then … will simply leave.
Beside all this grumble I want to say that Tjili Pop is really great, but similar to Kalaset or Living Room, so it’s the essence of danish hipster world. but I had to write this post about something and let myself for a little bit of compliances. Forgive me.
Address: Rantzausgade 28
Jared Leto, my little crush, maybe exaggerated, maybe created in my head like teenager dream, but I always wanted to go to his concert. It does not matter now that I listen to smooth jazz, what is matter that I have it on my bucket list, and if I have it means that everything is possible. 3 years ago I thought that this guy from Australia is a super handsome and so wonderfully singer and I would someday go to his concert, but where is Australia and where I am. And suddenly bam! Matt Corby’s European tour included Lund and Lund is only 40 minutes from Copenhagen. So I went. In general, to be in Lund, is like to be in a small town somewhere near Aarhus, boring and empty (only the Swedes … they look like angels, I thought you cannot get more blond…), but thanks to this concert, which was held in cultural centre, had its own charm.
„Wiolusiu, you silly girl” – used to say my ex-boyfriend commenting on my fantasies. I had in my head tone of these words, when I was pushing my way through the forest of iPhones, just to be closer to the stage and see if Jared Leto is indeed so handsome (it is, but definitely he has artificially extended hair), but when I found myself in small Swedish club, with a cocktail in my hand, among the audience, most of which were under aged (sic!) I thought to myself: well, even the silliest dream, respectively dreamed can come true. Brazil, wait!Read More