Fascinating, arty and influential. That’s what fashion is to me. I love fashion. I love the process of creating clothes, the art and ideas of minds behind it. As Eva Kruse, the founder of the Sustainable Fashion Summit said: “It makes us love, desire, excite, reject and change. Over and over again.” It’s with us every day and forms a huge, inseparable part of our every day lives. Daily, we wear clothes. They have impact not only on us, how we feel in them or what statement we make, but also on our planet. This impact defines the future of fashion.
That’s why sustainability and fashion are two words which must go together. It’s also the reason why they were discussed earlier this month at the world’s largest event on ethics in this industry in Copenhagen. When I heard of it, I knew I can’t miss it.
It‘s morning on 11th May and I‘m walking through Copenhagen’s busiest shopping street Strøget, heading to the venue of the day, full of excitement. Morning just like any other, only Denmark was sunnier and warmer than ever.
I’m arriving at the cozy art gallery in the heart of Copenhagen. The fact, that there is something happening is obvious, when a yard looking like it was taken out of some Italian film, gets filled with journalists and bloggers from all over the country and abroad.
Sipping my obligatory morning drink – yes, coffee, I am about to explode from anticipation. What could be just an ordinary routine to others, who are working in fashion for a while, is the biggest thing ever to me.
As I told you in my previous post, eventually, I kind of fell in love with my Beijing apartment. I felt like, every day, I found something new there. Our yard was usually the biggest mess ever, so every morning when I went to work, I had to make sure I do not stumble on a piece of garbage. This chaos in our yard though had something into it. It was so disorganised and random, that I thought it would be a cool place to take a few pictures at. I also wanted to try my new Chinese dress on! I know it is a bit of a cliché, and this kind of dress is being worn in China only on very few occasions now, but I still love them! Oh and how much fun our neighbours had when they saw us photoshooting!
Speaking of the yard, one of our Chinese neighbours would sit every day on this couch which was randomly placed in front of the entrance to the building. He looked like a Chinese version of Aladdin – sitting on a couch with his legs crossed, sipping some tea. Every time I passed by he said the usual „Nihao!!.“ Then he would start saying something in Chinese, who knows what. Anyways, it was a pretty funny guy.
Another time, right before Christmas, the postman who was driving in one of these funny half-cars, half „I am not sure what (see the last picture),“ was dressed up as a Santa Claus.
What I loved not only about my apartment, but about my time in Beijing in general, was that I always found something random and surprising there. After some time, I was not freaking out or being shocked by things, I just said „this is normal here!“ Funny, how we can get used to new things so quickly, that the first culture shock I got, disappeared in no time!