Poke Me, Karl

                    

Letters from Chanel

The excitement of receiving a parcel is never lost on me; so imagine how excited I was when, on return from Leeds for Christmas break, there was one waiting for me. My parcel came tied in the perfect black and white ribbon of Chanel, all the way from New York. Enclosed was a beautiful card decorated with an illustration by Karl himself and edition of Chanel: her style and her life. I can’t wait to add it to my groaning bookshelf!

Copenhagen, Tak

It’s no excuse of course, but the last few weeks have been a busybusybusy blur of trains, planes and my not-so-trusty car, which apparently is ill equipped for the snowy weather. Though I haven’t ventured too far out of the time zone, it’s left me feeling a bit lost in translation and disoriented.

(Lets pretend I posted this two weeks ago.)
Over the weekend I went to Copenhagen for the night for an event- and of course had to do the usual Leeds to Manchester drive to catch a flight and then the same in reverse the following day. I've never been there before so I wasn't sure what to expect; I’ve seen street style shots, which depict its residents as pretty cool so I was looking forward to exploring the city.

Photos from http://copenhagenstreetstyle.dk/

We stayed at the Nimb Hotel, which is simply gorgeous- all wooden floors, fur throws and roaring fireplaces with quirky accents, which gave it a ‘designed’ edge. The hotel has only 13 rooms; each is slightly different. Ours had its own bookshelf complete will a library even Karl would be proud of and a little fireplace which was so cosy. 

The Nimb Hotel

Behind the hotel is Tivoli; which is a massive outdoor market. It felt like a cross between Disneyland and the German Markets that we get in England; smelling of sausage and waffles and yummy mulled wine (they call it Glögg). There were lots of little huts selling different things but I was fascinated by the amount of fur on sale; hundreds of soft throws, hats, jackets, slippers, and even phone cases!

I spent some time in the city centre which I found was really random; there were tons of shops resembling H&M wedged in next to kebab shops, tattoo parlours and further down, a Gucci- it was all rather confusing. One boutique that I loved was Asylum, which stocked a really cool eclectic mix of clothes.

Having spent less then 24 hours there, my opinion of Copenhagen is still uncertain. Unlike other cities like Paris and Milan, there wasn’t really a clear ‘style’- associated with the people and places alike; however, for a quick chance to see somewhere new, it was well worth it.