I'm seriously ridiculously tired. This weekend has been hard on me, considering that I hardly work, sleep  ~10 hours a day and never wake up before 9 AM. I should almost be embarrassed if it wasn't for the fact that I hardly ever feel embarrassed about anything. Which you all must have figured out by now.

Copenhagen fashion week is done and I'm officially back to my routines as a slacker. Thank god. It started off with Danmarks designskole and a whole bunch of really talented students showing off their bachelor and master collections.

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I spent thursday in bed and then friday I started the day with my favorite show this season, Simon Rasmussen. It's self explanatory why, you should know me by now. 

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After a couple of beers I had to take off back to town from Carlsberg for the Ivana Helsinki show held at the Forum. The problem was that I had no money left on my phone, hardly any battery and one Julia I was supposed to meet in town in between the shows. That did not work out, obviously, so I headed towards the show.

Of course I was way too early so I sneaked into the mingle area and had about a million cranberry martini drinks in the sun while being interviewed and having my street style picture taken. Life's hard for a model. Eh, not.

Then I thought I'd have a look at the Fair but I was to scared of all the 40+ wannabefashionistas with fake tits that I had to leave immediately and grab another martini.

Ivana Helsinkis team arrived too late and I was shoved away to hair and make up to find myself with a new haircut because they retardedly booked me thinking I had long hair. I don't have a single picture with me in long hair at the agency. I haven't had long hair in 5 years. Anyway my hair being short caused a minor mayhem backstage, stylists running off to get wigs, calling a million calls before even talking to me. If only they would have known that I don't give a flying fuck about my hair and getting my bangs cut they would have had a way less stressful day.

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