I have been to the flea market in Nørrebrohallen a couple of times now and it strikes me as being…read morequite similar each time, even though I get the impression that there are different people/organisations behind it.
First impression when entering the hall to start browsing for gems: omg, too many people, I'm just gonna buy a cup of coffee and stand by the entrance. And maybe a piece of cake, because they always look tempting. After making a plan to browse through once and then go in for the second time knowing what's there, I dare to venture out into the jungle of worn out shoes, old toys and smelly clothing and the occasional gem.
I'm very particular when it comes to buying treasure found at flea markets. It either has to fit my retro home in just the perfect way, be so cheap and silly it makes the perfect present for a friend with a sense of humor, or it has to be an outrageously ugly piece of clothing. Something so ugly it looks cool and people will have to think that I am wearing it because I realize that it's so ugly it's cool.
All of these things were found on my last visit to the flea market. A Royal Copenhagen bowl, a dead deer head for my friend and a fluffy golden sweater from Ganni for me. All bought for extremely fair prices!