Sparkle

Sparkle by Nina Meldgaard

Jeg var som sagt (mange gange) på Finders Keepers i Korsgadehallen i lørdags. Min egen indtjening er ikke noget vi snakker om, men jeg var så begejstret for alle de seje og dygtige kunstnere og designere der var tilstede. Nina Meldgaard havde jeg tjekket ud på Finders Keepers facebook side, og havde derfor sat mig for at tjekke hendes flotte ting ud – særligt denne sparkle skål. Da jeg endelig fik moset mig frem til hendes bod, sad hun og smilede med 4-5 små keramik ting foran sig – alt andet var udsolgt. Også sparkle. Øv for mig, godt for hende. Hun kunne oplyse mig om at den vil blive solgt i Designkollektivet på Stefansgade 12, fra d. 15. december og at skålene koster 320 kr. Jeg bestemt tjekke det ud, både til mig selv og julegaver.

I was, as I said (many times) on Finders Keepers in Korsgade Hallen on Saturday. My own earnings is not something we’re talking about, but I was so excited about all the cool and talented artists and designers who were present. Nina Meldgaard I had checked out on Finders Keepers facebook page, and had set my eyes on her beautiful things – especially this sparkle bowl. When I finally got to her booth, she sat and smiled with 4-5 small ceramic things in front of her – everything else was sold out. Also sparkle. Too bad for me, good for her. She could tell me that it will be sold in the Design Collective on Stefansgade 12, from 15 December and the bowls cost 320 DKK. I will def. check it out, both for myself and Christmas gifts.

when you spend all your money on Carven

Jeg håber ikke min far og mor læser med, fordi jeg kom til at drikke min hjerne væk i fredags (fuck nu af med shots i martini glas) og bruge alle mine penge på en Carven nederdel i lørdags (det var tømmermændende). Sorry. Men sådan kan det gå. Alle intentionerne og fornuften, kommer nogle gange til at stå lidt i baggrunden, for rusen og glæden ved det lækre, eksklusive og ikke mindst smukke – som kan købes for penge. Så det er heldigt at jeg stadig er 24 og ung og dum.

Ps. Santa, hvis du kommer min vej, så tag dollars med.

I don’t hope my mom and and reads this, because I unfortunately ended up drinking my brains out on Friday (damn you shots in martini glasses) and spend all my money on a Carven skirt on Saturday (i blame the hangovers). Sorry. All intentions and reason, is sometimes left in the background of the intoxication and joy of the delicious, exclusive and especially beautiful – that money can buy. So it’s fortunate that I’m still 24 and young and stupid.

Ps. Santa, if you come my way, bring dollars.