
Our seats for the evening were carefully selected to get the best possible view of the fabulous behinds of many of the male artists.
Yay! We had a blast last night even though neither of our favorites did win. After all, it’s only teardrops, and we are super happy we get to go to our favorite city Copenhagen (most probably) next year. Here’s a summary of yesterday for you, written in a state of after shock caused by two liters of vodka, two hours of sleep and six cups of what only Starbucks would call coffee.








