Dreaming of Freja - Freja kissing Lara over Baptiste
Talk about pre-mature ageing. Is it because of my irregular lifestyle that I am turning into an old old old woman in lightning speed? Otherwise, how else could you explain why I could not even recall my own dream… until a certain trigger came up?
Well… Today was as usual a rather dizzy day. Just as I was working like a crazy mechanical robot on some digital data on my computer, the song “Copenhagen” by Trentemøller, TomBoy, Jørgensen, Barnes and Fisker came up – causing some sparks of memory to fly off the hidden corners of my head, as my body felt the cool funky electronic beat. Is that not the very song used in the very first part of Mads Nørgaard’s fantastic Fashion Film Trilogy The Copenhagen Experience featuring i.t. Danish models – Prada man Eddie Klint and the über-cool Freja Beha Erichsen, who not only is in the limelight of Mr. Nørgaard’s video, but also by the sounds of it, wasn’t she also the guest of honour in my dream, too?
The first scene of my dream occurred at a hostel somewhere in a historical city close by the beautiful Baltic Sea. It was extremely late at night when we arrived there after a long long journey from afar. Like most people, the incidental star-struck moment caught us off guard. It occurred when my friend Rusya and I had retired to our dormitory and just as we were fixing the annoying bed linen and duvet cover with much anger and beastliness. The door sprang open and along came two people in with the hostel owner to inspect the dimly lit room. Since we were both so tired, we really were not concerned about our surroundings. However, during the 30 seconds long inspection time, in which the mysterious couple quickly arrived at the final conclusion that the room is not suitable for their stay; I caught a mesmerising sight of the pair as I was waving the duvet with much vigorous force in order to smooth things out. Oh my… It was Freja with a boy! Gone with the wind! * faint and black out *
Next scene occurred somewhere that appears like Sea World, where my friends Olga, Rusya and I were at the front row watching the dolphins jump hoops. Since I am not really too much of a fan of animals doing tricks, I often liked to turn my back to watch the audience’s reaction and see who made the loudest “uuh…” and “aaah…”. When my head turned to the 90º mark, I immediately caught sight of someone familiar… the superfine face of Freja! Meeting someone this stellar once is chance, but the second time, it must have been fate! I couldn’t control myself and I yelled out “OMG! It’s Freja!” But then, somehow, Freja didn’t react to my outburst, even though it was clear that her boyfriend male companion heard every word I shouted out crisp and clear.
Then, I woke up.
I have heard from numerous sources, i.e. TREVOFASHIONISTO, that Freja is the nicest model ever to grace the earth. So I must have thought too much, but well having dreamt of Freja is always nicer than not having dreamt of anything!
Tags: Baptiste Giabiconi, Chanel, Danish Models, Dutch models, Freja Beha Erichsen, French Models, Lara Stone