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Copenhagen Fashion Week has become known, informally and unofficially, as the annoyingly cool younger sister of the many fashion circuses that dominate our calendars. Sure, the teetering stilettos and aspirational designer accessories of Milan provide joyful moments of voyeurism, and nothing beats Paris for dizzying couture spectacle (Cardi B’s Schiaparelli moment is already etched into fashion folklore). Yet Copenhagen’s rapid ascent into the style zeitgeist is testament to…
