I recently went to the Art Institute of Chicago to see the “Van Gogh’s Bedrooms” exhibit with my friend Michelle, and it was worth the visit. What was especially significant about this particular exhibit is that this was the first time all three of Van Gogh’s bedroom paintings were in the same space in North America, and, … Continue reading
“Fashion is a kind of communication. It’s a language without words. A great hat speaks for itself.” One day, while walking to the Kierkegaard conference in Copenhagen, I happened upon a butik (boutique) whose window display drew me in. Unfortunately, I don’t remember the name of the shop, but I did take pictures of the … Continue reading
As promised, I made a trip back to the neighborhood butcher my landlady suggested. In fact, I did so the morning after I posted the original smoerrebroed post. Apparently, even Danes are crazy about their smoerrebroed, because when she saw my blog post, she got hungry for some and asked me to pick a few … Continue reading
Before I decided to travel to Denmark, I had never even heard of smoerrebroed. (It’s actually spelled with an “o” that has a line through it, not with an oe, but my keyboard doesn’t have danish characters…) But, as soon as I started reading travel guides and doing online research about Denmark and Copenhagen, I … Continue reading
It’s true. I followed a man to Denmark. From the moment I met him, I was smitten, head-over-heels, crazy in love. My heart pounded when I read his letters. He wrote of love—the real kind—and made me swoon. And when listening to him, all I could do was nod my head and agree with everything … Continue reading
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