So, the wonder of traveling to Copenhagen for the fashion week is wearing thin. A seriously early train, a weak brewed coffee and a packaged sandwich is enough to dampen my spirits plus a deluge of work which needs to be done on the train whilst going backwards and tipping all over the place. Nauseous, even though the view from the train is a winter wonderland I dream of a decent lunch, of Vietnamese before I have to brave the trade shows which seem to yet again multiplied to include one more ‘Terminal 2′. I saw that a rather pregnant MIA, has interesting taste in cheese on her artist rider! Anyway, I digress, hopefully every show and friends I plan to see in CPH I will see within the next 24hrs and If I fail I apologize in advance. Oh and rumors have it Tesco’s in Bethnal Green is the place to see exciting new fashion, or people in exciting new fashion soon to be robbed.