spruced by marlene

Looking back at my fall favourites from last year, I was a little surprised to see that I still love every single piece. Surprised, because nothing makes me feel more like ‘I’ve got nothing to wear’ than October (and November, December, January…) The cold, the wet, the grey, they take all the fun out of getting dressed.

Except I think that clotheswise I’m actually a winter person. I’ll always take trousers over a dress, I can get into layering up, I love a good coat. When I found that camel wrap coat at ZARA last year, I might’ve done a little victory jig right there in the store (they do a updated version in grey this year, in case you feel like breaking into spontaneous dance at a ZARA).

So while I feel more like shopping when it’s warm – summer makes me want to buy sundresses and peasant blouses and frilly things that are as insubstantial as a fling in July –, I’m more focused on finding pieces for winter that I are so special I’ll not just want to wear them right now, but in six months time.

Which is a great excuse to spend more money.

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„How often am I going to wear it?“

There she is again, the voice of reason in the dressing room. Wants to know if I can see myself wearing whatever it is I’m trying on for the next five years. Or if it’s only going to last one season. Or if it’s at all possible that I’ll never wear it again after paying for it.

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Last month, I pretended to be Beyoncé and booked an entire hotel in Copenhagen for myself. OK, so the hotel only has one room. Still. I felt like a star for one night. In no small part because the folks who run the Central Hotel have thought of everything: the room is beautifully designed yet cozy, it comes with an iPhone for the duration of the stay as well as fine extras, like Marvis toothpaste and postcards plus stamps, and cool cycles to keep pace with the bike-obsessed Copenhageners. I woke up from the soft light falling through the skylight above the bed and thought: this is TOO much. Then I discovered that breakfast would be served at Café Granola one street over, one of my favourite places in Copenhagen. A perfect stay.

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When was the last time you walked past Lush and thought: „I absolutely HAVE to go in for some exciting beauty finds“? You know, those shops that you can smell before you see them by their overwhelmingly sweet scent. My last visit was around the same time I went to Bodyshop and asked for a large bottle of White Musk. So in 199… nevermind.

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Am I really going to admit how many times I hit ‘refresh’ until this shirt (dress) from Rika was finally – finally! – available in the onlineshop? So many times that I started to wonder if it was really going to be worth it or if I was merely talking myself into loving it. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d gotten set on a piece that ended up being a total setup (I’m looking at you, suede leather floppy hat that I thought would give me a certain Carine Roitfeld je ne sais quoi) (!). But when I put the shirt on for the first time, I knew I’d found a winner.

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