Rude

Today I walked past the boutique Rude in Copenhagen, that has that whole rockabilly thing going on. Normally I never walk into clothing stores when I have no money (I'm a freelance journalist, for crying out loud), but I couldn't help myself. I walked inside and saw a wonderland of gorgeous clothing. I'm telling you, for a short second I saw myself as a millionaire bying entire collections. Rude makes me want to be a mouse, hiding for safety in one of their flower-print dresses. Or rather, it makes me want to make a lot of money and spend them all in here. Oh, and the girls who worked there today were the sweetest ladies. I even got a picture of one of them, looking all dazzling and cool.