Bye Bye Montauk

Ok. It is official! my laptop died today….

I had to hand it in to the MAC store in Soho, NYC. The boys in their bright blue cotton t-shirts at the so called `Genius Bar’ in the Apple Store in Spring Street had no idea what was wrong with my confidente AKA the silver Mac Book Pro. So, with a smile and a New York accent they took my baby out of my hands and left me and my empty Louis Vuitton handbag at the counter. Lonely and sad. No, actually devastated and depressed is a better description. 3-5 days to fix it. That’s what they said, the `New York Apple Genius boys’.  Uuughhh!!!!

So, this blogging is happening from my dear master photographer friend Christel B’s monster of a computer. She is out and about town tonight while I just got back into town today after an amazing weekend in Bridge Hamptons and Montauk.  Much damage was done and I’m still licking my wounds after a really fun and rock’n'roll weekend…

I don’t know what it is. But The East Coast Beach Houses and peeps just have so much more class (or is it attitude…?) than the West Coast ditto. (I guess I’m mostly comparing NYC to LA right now since ~ San Francisco is a completely different animal than LA).   I think it’s because the East Coast has a much bigger diversity of people from different industries that mix at social events. It’s not only entertainment meets entertainment like in LA. And the sense of humor is also way different between East Coast and West Coast.

However, the true ‘Blue blood New Yorkers’ is also a very snobbish and a peculiar pack of inbreeds. I think that the term ‘ If a look could kill’ was invented by someone who got stared down by a New York woman in 6 inch heels and a 20 inch waist. I have never tried anything as daunting as this look. A mean demeanor. Intimidation just reached a whole new level.  But I guess it’s because some of these New Yorkers know their shit. They have been around the block 40 times and don’t have time for bullshitters. So I don’t blame them. But I also find it fun and ridiculous with these mind games and social games. Because at the end of the day, seriously! Who gives!!?? I only judge people by the way they react to their circumstances and how they treat their surroundings. Blood, breed, religion and money never really caught my interest.

Anyhow… Here is a small selection of my Hamptons pics.

Hell yeah!

Stairway to Heaven..

Crow’s Nest in Montauk

Surf Lodge Easy look, Montauk

Roger and Daria’s Beach House in Montauk where we stayed

JJ, R & Roger

The view from the house..

Later at Restaurant Dave’s with the girls Betty and Becks. Where The Surf Lodge is the funky and fun hang out Dave’s is the best restaurant in Montauk. Period. Go there if you are ever out East

The Hamptons

Yesterday was my mother’s birthday and when I spoke to her on the phone I got home sick for the first time in years. I really miss her and my family even though I just spent parts of the summer with them. I guess more wants more.

However, my day turned out brilliantly after all. I hopped on the 9:30 am Ambassador jitney with JJ and we went to Bridge Hamptons where we spent the day before we took the car to Montauk for night time party adventures at The Crows Nest (A brand new hot spot in Montauk. You def wanna check it out).

This is the break down:

Gorgeous Weather. Check! Gorgeous beach house with ocean view. Check! One fantastic beach party after another. Check! Beautiful New Yorker friends. Check! Keeping my tan in check. Check. Lot’s of rosé on ice. Double check!

Beach party number one in Bridge Hamptons. It probably wasn’t as cold as it looks on this picture, but I just really like my new jacket. And after Ibiza my Viking blood has gotten used to the heat so any chilled breeze makes my jump for a sweater.

The hostess Daria in Montauk and I were wearing almost the same dress and shoes by coincidence. Ehhh….! Could have been embarrassing, but we just made fun of it and took of to the Crow’s Nest Party.

JJ & JD chilling by the outdoor fireplace. I wish you could hear the waves crashing behind me

Leaving Europe

The Rock Star style continues:

I left Ibiza and got into Copenhagen very early Monday morning and had 1,5 day in my hometown before NYC was calling my name. It was an insanely busy time and after a farewell dinner and rosé with my partner in crime Tine at Victor (A classic Copenhagen spot) I decided to stay up all night to catch up on work and re-pack. Who needs sleep anyways, right?

After 2 months of traveling my usual 5 minutes ‘throwing things into a random suit case’ type of packing didn’t quite work. I had a lot of stuff. No really – a lot!! And I had to use my detail oriented skills (geeesh, do I have those..??) to make everything fit into the waaaay to small space my suit cases hold. Yes in plural. More than one suitcase.

So when the sun began to rise over beautiful Copenhagen I woke up my mother and stepfather to say our goodbyes for this time. I always stay with my family when in Denmark. I totally love their place and we get along very well.

They love to cook, drink exquisite wines and during the winter we light a fire in the fireplace. It’s such a great feeling to feel like the kid in the house a couple of weeks a year. And their place is huge so we don’t get in each others hair. It’s the perfect setup and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

So no sleep and still on my rosé back burner buzz I hop on the 6 am flight to NYC and doze off immediately. 8 hours later I’m in my favorite city in the world and more than ready for new endeavors.

Yesterday I crashed completely after sushi and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc. This rock star was burned out after hectic travel arrangements and she replaced the high heels with comfy PJs.

Now it’s morning here in the West Village and I’m sitting on Café Gray Dog having my morning single shot, non-fat latte and getting ready for the first day of the rest of my life. The sun is out. I think it’s going to be a good one…

Here are a couple of pics from Copenhagen just before left the beautiful city:

Amalie

My sister Felicia & I

Minx toes in red heels

Emilia

Tine & I saying goodbye outside Victor a couple of hours before I left Europe…

Bye Bye Ibiza

Leaving Ibiza was hard. Period. Could definitely have used a couple of days more on the beautiful island. But work calls. So I’m Copenhagen bound as we speak. But luckily we had the whole day at The Blue Marlin chilling on sun beds and doing the infamous long lunch before we took it directly to the airport. I’m still wearing my bikini under my tunic and I have sand in unspeakable areas.

Right now, I’m stuck in Las Palmas waiting for my connecting flight to Scandi Candy land. A fog this morning in Mallorca has delayed all the air traffic a couple of hours.But it’s all good in the hood. Tine and I are relaxing in the lounge with snacks and wine already planning our next meeting in NYC during fashion week or maybe in LA in October.

Here are a couple of more pics in random order from the last couple of days…

Tine, B & I on the tender boat after lunch in Formentera headed to our boat.

Pacha baby!

Dancer at Pacha

Triple trouble…

Legs…

hahahahha!!! Dancer at Pacha

‘Blue Steel’ taking it to the next level at a private dinner in old Eivissa town …

Pacha going insane

More ‘Blue steel’

Pacha Dancers promoting at The Blue Marlin…

A couple of hours ago at The Blue Marlin..

The Ibiza Love Continues

It’s my last night here in Ibiza and I’m devastated. I could stay here at least one month. This island is addicting. The sea, the people, the restaurants, the clubs and chilled ambience is right up my alley.

I’m staying here with an amazing crowd from all over the world. The last couple of days have been an abundance of top dinners, fun parties, clubs, long lunches, boat trips and some work. What I love about the time we live in now is, that it’s possible to do these trips where you are having the time of your life while still working. I feel extremely blessed to be in a spot where this is possible. It gives me a sense of freedom and joi de vivre that’s beyond.

And Ibiza is way more than crazy drugged out people, trance and Pacha. It has a beauty that is striking and it makes me want to come back for more. And more…

Tomorrow I’m going back to Copenhagen for one day. Then I’m participating in my father’s conference in Odense about Artificial Life and Living Technology (talk about a change of scenery) and Wednesday I’m off to NYC. I’m researching for my next book.

Here are a few pics. I will share more, when I have time. We just got back from a boat trip to Formentera and now we are going to dinner.

xx KK

Tine & I lunching in Formentera

Formentera….

Headed down to the boat

Gorgeous Stella & Anna

The view is killer!

Part of the team

Anna & JJ

J, Maya & Stella

A mudslide took  couple of houses down…

Part of the team, Formentera.

One of the lounges in the house..

Sunset from the pool in the house

Sailing home from Formentera

Tine & I

Ibiza Love

What can I say….

The most amazing day in the most amazing company. Breakfast, lunch, swimming, lounging, massage, working a bit and making new friends….. And dinner is served in one hour where after Pacha awaits. Yes, we need one night at the infamous club to show David Guetta some love. No doubt.

I have not so much to say today…. I want to go down and change before people arrive at the house for the dinner party. More tomorrow.

here is a glimpse of the chilled Ibiza lifestyle when it’s best …

Stella & I. Lunching at the local fish restaurant

Beauty one and two. Anna and Stella

Hello view! Our infinity pool….

Tine’s Ibiza office

It’s only water!!!

mmhhhh…….

Maya and Stella

My Ibiza office

Sunset from our house…. Ibiza, I bow to your beauty!

Ibiza Time

Going to Ibiza for a bit and as usual I’m in a rush when packing and I haven’t got the faintest idea what I brought here. Why am I this unorganized? And why does it surprise me every time that I’m unorganized…?

But it’s Ibiza and as long as you like the beach, rosé, music, tattoos and long lunches in Formentera I guess you’ll be fine.

I’m here to hang with a beautiful bunch of friends from NYC who have a house here. And it’s the most insanely amazing spot. I kid you  not! Will take some pics and show you as we go a long.

Here’s my no make-up-very-tired-travel-look’ flying from Copenhagen via Madrid to Eivissa:

Fashion: Versace jacket, Object dress, Ralph Lauren tights, Louis Vuitton handbag, vintage shades.

Summer Living

I pulled the plug, left Copenhagen and went up north to spend some time with my family and to celebrate my grand father’s 80’s birthday.

So this whole weekend has been all about making food, drinking tons of good wine and listening to old stories about ‘back in the days’. I’m actually pretty exhausted by now. How weird? It almost feels like my LA lifestyle is a holiday compared to the NYC and European life I lead ….  Also, my family likes to party till last man standing. Often with Rolling Stones and Eagles on the sound system. I guess the love for the rock star lifestyle runs in the family…

However, I will not show any rock star picture (for a change), but a couple of shots from my weekend with the family so far.

Tomorrow morning I’m headed back into the city. Fashion Week is awaiting and I need to dig out my heels and my new Jimmy Choo handbag before I hit ‘Fashion Central’

Tar tar ’till then kids!

My grand father. How cool is this shot? He looks like an old school gangster reaching for his gun.

My sister and her husband just returned from their honeymoon and they brought their dog Tiger Lilly a present…. A sailor outfit… he he

What’s up sailor?

I totally dig the hat!

My other sister just got a kitten. I think we are naming her Avatar

Home baked blueberry Muffins…

LOVE! My mother and her husband…My lovely mother & I

Destination Fashion & Family

The last weeks have been amazing, crazy and even more crazy…

I think I’ve changed my traveling plans around 7 or 8 times and I still don’t have my date set for my arrival back in La La Land. What can I say, it’s the best rush ever to live in the moment and follow your heart and desires from hour to hour and sometimes even minute to minute.

But it’s also trèeeeees expensive (!) to be this unorganized like moi. When it comes to all the rebookings of flights around the world I could definitely have gotten a new fantastic handbag (wait a minute I already just got that he he) oh well, you know what I mean.

This particular weekend has been scheduled forever though. It’s my darling grandfather’s 80s birthday and the whole family and friends are celebrating this weekend. We are in our Summer houses up north of Copenhagen feasting in a place called ‘Raageleje’. It’s by the beach and divine to be with the family. The whole family. And I know. Because this is what I choose not to have every day by choosing to live on the other side of the world.

It’s tough. And if there’s one thing life has taught me so far it’s that ‘there’s no free lunches’. Meaning, everything comes with a consequence. And sometime you pay a high price.

Even though I fly over from LA a lot it’s the small everyday events, dinners, coffees and 15 minute catch-ups that I miss out on. Small, but very important things. It stings. However, this situation promotes the challenge I meet every day in LA. It’s the same question: Is it worth it? Is it worth all the hassle, the pain, the longing being so far away from your roots. …?

There has not yet been a day where I was in doubt. My answer is ‘yes’. It’s worth every tear drop, all the blood and sweat shed to follow your dream. And if you – yes you (!) are not doing it yet, you better get to it! Seriously! Your life is waiting for you and you have a responsibility to make the most of it and be the happiest you can.

Hallelujah!! ha ha ha…

OK, next week is fashion week in Copenhagen. I’m going to let you in on my personal ‘Top 5′ list of everything from: best look, most happening party, most fabulous show, best DJ, hottest male and ditto female…. you get the picture.

And then, I’m probably so ‘fashioned out’ that I need a detox. And how does one do that best? With a trip to Ibiza he he….

More about that later.

Enjoy your weekend!!!

xxx Miss K

The Big Blue

Got into the neck of my woods Copenhagen late last night and was greeted with light showers and an overcast sky.. ha ha… why am I not surprised. This is Danish Summer after all. But seriously, I don’t mind a little water. After 14 days of blasting sun in Greece I’m ready for a change of scenery. And as everyone knows; No Rain, No Rainbows….

So, flipping through a couple of my photos from the vacation, here is little selection from one of the local beaches we visited:

Let me present: My super model sister Felicia and my super scientist father Steen creating ‘The Big Blue’ …

PS – We kayaked all the way out to the rocky island you can spot in the background. It was a pretty intense rowing experience.