One of my favorite parts of this season is the return of the outdoor flea markets. For a moment there I was worried that my new minimalistic thing meant the end of those, but it turns out they still rock (especially with a hangover). My focus have simply shifted from buying to taking pictures. But of course the moment you stop chasing for the perfect vintage dress, there it is. The most amazing thing, in a heavy vintage silk charmeuse, and a perfect fit too. Victory! Today's market was in Jægersborggade, where cool bikes go to park (and make out), and in some cases they even take center stage:
Ingolf, leading mouse and best friend of my childhood icon Cirkeline.
Dealing and senseless drinking allowed! Tuborg
Plastic bags from the discount supermarket chain Netto. Discount is King here, the cheaper the better...
Everything for free! (and we have a winner!)
On my way back I was sucked in by this one, mocking the culture of fear. "Newspaper front page" announcing that all Danes are going to die, flyer for a new release from F.U.K.T. Have a soundbite:
Falling by F.U.K.T
Every time I see these overpainted vans I wonder if the owner is okay with this, or if a big white surface is just considered an unwritten invitation to anyone with a can of paint?
Tomorrow it is my turn to hit the fleas with my blast from the past. I am so ready to rid myself of it all, hallelujah brothers and sisters!