Recent Fetish Fashion Parties there have featured catwalk shows by Dawnamatrix and Pandora Deluxe. This September’s event will present two top international latex brands from London: Bondinage and House of Harlot.
Also appearing onstage is burlesque queen Kalinka Kalaschnikow from Vienna, who will perform The English Riding Lady and a second piece from her repertoire.
In addition, Anna Rose and Amarantha LaBlanche, whose performance at this year’s German Fetish Ball went down a storm, will be serving up another Kinky Rubber Show for the Copenhagen crowd.
Among other fetishistic attractions this year will be what is claimed to be ‘the biggest gathering of heavy rubber dolls in Scandinavia’, who will ‘fill the dancefloor, catwalk and playroom’.
There’ll also be Oxygasm — ‘a doorway to ecstatic orgasm presented by the O-Team’. It’s all about deep breathing, apparently — and you’ll also be able to ‘get a sensual massage wherever you want it’. I’ll have mine in Tokyo, please.
The party, which runs from 22:00 to 04:00 UTC+02, will feature a variety of spaces for various different activities.
The BDSM Playroom is for players and cruisers, the latter defined as ‘the curious ones who might create an opportunity to let play evolve in a new direction’ but must ‘keep a polite distance and join play by invitation only’.
The Darkroom is for those who ‘get turned on by the unknown and the unpredictable’; by not quite knowing ‘who is touching you or who you are touching’.
The Redroom provides ‘an opportunity for kinky couples to play among other couples’. It is equipped with ‘couple-friendly play furniture’ and bathed in ‘seductive red light’.
Music will be provided by DJ Waqar, ‘renowned as one of the best all-round DJs in Copenhagen’; DJ Suck My Rabbit, a Belgian specialist in ‘dirty, danceable sex beats’; and DJ Mashti, resident ManiFest DJ, who’ll be taking care of the soundscape on the upper floor.
Last but not least, there’s a Singles Meet-Up, especially for new guests and singles who’d like to arrive at the party as part of a group. It takes place at Café Overfor from 9pm, leaving the café for the party at 10.30pm.
Tickets for the Fetish Fashion Party on September 15 are currently still available at two earlybird rates: DKK 355 (approximately £43/€46/$57) and DKK 385 (£46/€50/$62).
Tickets that combine party entry with a hotel room for one night cost DKK 1045 (£125/€136/$167) for one person and DKK 1535 (£184/€200/$245) for two. The hotel in this package is the Cabinn Scandinavia in Frederiksberg, just 250m from the venue (see link at bottom).
A handling fee of DKK 24 (£2.90/€3.10/$3.80) will be added to all the above prices.
Tickets on the door will cost DKK 450 (£54/€58/$72).
COPENHAGEN COOL WITH KINK
While the Fetish Fashion Party is returning for a third year to what is clearly a good venue for that event, and while venues that have proved popular for regular ManiFest parties are also revisited, there is an ongoing commitment by the partners to find fresh venues to keep things interesting.
“I think of ManiFest as a playground,” Stig says, “and if people have been to a venue many times, they might get a little bit bored with it. So it’s interesting to come up with new playgrounds, and we move the party around whenever we have the chance to get into a new venue.”
I ask him how the City of Copenhagen feels about having fetish parties within its boundaries these days.
“No problem at all,” comes the reply, “it’s really nice. Way back, the police and the authorities were sort of checking up on our events. But now they know what’s going on — they know it’s a good crowd, there’s never any trouble, fighting or bad behaviour, and not a lot of drugs either, actually.
“But we do have some problems with some venues who say, ‘This is too controversial, we’re afraid this is going to ruin our reputation’. So in some people’s views, what’s happening at a fetish party is still controversial.”
Stephen takes up this thread. “Our tactic when speaking to new venue owners is to tell them right off the bat exactly what goes on, and how hardcore it can be.
“We don’t try to pack it into some kind of soft description. That way, we don’t get surprised the week before the party by them saying, ‘We didn’t know it was that hardcore, we’re going to have to cancel’.”
I am told that even Copenhagen, with its beautifully preserved historic buildings, does not completely escape the attentions of developers. And as a result of this — as in many other capital cities — suitable central venues for fetish events are becoming harder to find.
Says Anton: “You have to go out to the suburbs now to find the kind of old warehouses and industrial buildings that used to be available. And people in Copenhagen are a little bit spoiled — if they have to drive more than 15 minutes, you can forget the venue!”
THE 20TH ANNIVERSARY PARTY
This must have made it something of a gamble to give a first-time try-out to Halvandet, the venue chosen as the location for ManiFest’s 20th anniversary celebrations.
Consulting a map after my arrival in the city on Saturday April 14 (the same day as the birthday party), I conclude that Halvandet doesn’t seem too far away from where I’m staying — just across the harbour, in fact.
However, travelling there by taxi (my only option) feels like entering the action of a Scandi noir drama at the exact location they’ve chosen for the next murder.
The drive takes me down long, narrow, winding, unlit roads, past acres of marshland alternating with scrap metal dumps and caravan sites. In the distance, a power station pumps out clouds of white vapour against the dark night sky.
You couldn’t get noirer if you tried. Needless to say, even with satnav, the driver can’t find the venue.
Eventually I spot a sign at a junction in front of us that reads ‘Halvendet’ in large letters with an arrow pointing to the left. Otherwise we’d have been driving around for another week at least.
I know from earlier research that ManiFest frequently holds parties in central Copenhagen. So it is obviously my very good fortune that the one they’ve invited me to is at a first-time venue in the middle of nowhere.
Halvandet is described on Google Maps as a ‘trendy waterside hangout for open-air drinking and dining’. I don’t think I’d go quite that far — though apparently it is very nice there in the summer.
The venue is basically like a sports hall, with lashed-on bits made from shipping containers. But nevertheless I receive a warm welcome at the entrance before being ushered upstairs to the dressing rooms.
There, I chat for a while with Dutch pal and sometime Fetishistas contributor Irresistible Iris — who, with her husband and another Dutch couple, will later be providing some of the evening’s stage entertainment.
Heading back down into the main auditorium, I resist, with difficulty, the temptation of a slice of ManiFest birthday cake offered by white-catsuit-clad Miki, and ready myself to start photographing.
RUBBER RED RIDING HOOD
The members-only aspect of ManiFest events and the expected focus on play has prepared me for the possibility that the paying guests might not be all that camera-friendly.
But the evening’s hosts have posted some flattering online promo describing me as an internationally acclaimed fetish photographer, and encouraged perhaps by this, lots of people actually approach me to photograph them.
When I ask others if I can snap them, most are fine with it, so really the camera-friendliness of the crowd is not dissimilar to that found at any modern event.
One couldn’t, in all fairness, say quite the same about the general style of dress, which is conservative (a lot of black) though there’s plenty of latex. But that’s no great surprise, given fetish fashion is not the primary focus of these bi-monthly parties.
And while there are no fashion shows at this 20th birthday bash, there is a variety of other onstage entertainment, kicking off with the first of two performances by Irresistible Iris and friends: a pervy variation on Red Riding Hood’s encounter with the Wolf.
Following this is an impressive display of sword swallowing and cheeky play-piercing by local artiste Cecilia Gosilla, supported (literally, at times) by two matching gasmask-and-leggings-clad male assistants.
The second appearance by Iris and Co sees our heroine re-emerge as a rubber nun with an apparent fondness for the Spanish Inquisition. She gets to practise her persuasion techniques on pal Helena, a surprisingly willing victim.
The DJ session/show following on from this features native-American-costumed DJ Inferno, later revealed to be ManiFest founding partner Jack Rubini. Visuals are provided by two dancers gyrating on stage in warpaint and feathers as he does his DJ stuff.
The final show comes from Swedish rope artist Fittglitter, who gradually turns what has started out as a ‘conventional’ self-bondage suspension performance into something altogether more sploshtastic involving the party cake.
Because this venue is basically one room, the dungeon furniture for the players is dotted around the space where people also dance and watch the shows.
A couple more drinks into the evening, exhibitionists start using the equipment, while others in the crowd either watch or ignore them as takes their fancy.
The necessarily multi-purpose nature of this space doesn’t seem to be much of an issue for the players or the non-players in this crowd.
There is, however, a curtained-off, red-lit space called the Redroom for couples who wish to encounter other couples. Some things are just not for public consumption.
The venue management, who have never hosted a fetish night before, express amazement at how well-behaved everyone is.
Being more used to hosting techno raves where everyone is off their faces, they say they’ve never seen people queuing so politely to get served at the bars.
CHRISTIANA AND APPLECAKE
When the time eventually comes to head back to my hotel, I’m joined in my cab by three women who jump in just as we’re about to set off.
One of them recognises me, and spends the journey enthusiastically interrogating me about what I think of the party, and the Copenhagen scene, and how it compares to the scene in the UK and elsewhere.
Let me just say that this makes the ride back far more interesting than the journey out was.
Sunday is my day for exploring Copenhagen. As my guide I have the redoubtable Thelma, a Copenhagen resident and scene veteran whom I know through Heidi Patterson. Thelma was at the party, but with other people, so today is our chance for socialising and some sightseeing.
We pack a lot in, including a visit to the legendary ‘Freetown’ of Christiana. I tell Thelma I want to try as much authentic Danish cuisine as possible, so we make a stop for a very fancy open sandwich and another for a local craft beer, before topping the evening off with a dinner of traditional Danish comfort food.
The concoction we shared, of chunks of veal piled atop a massive bed of mashed potato, could easily have been where The Dandy comic got its inspiration for Desperate Dan’s cow pie. It was enormous.
This feast is rounded off with what the Danish call Æblekage (apple cake). Be warned: there is no cake in Danish apple cake. Just stewed apple and enough sugar to induce a diabetic coma. Apparently I did really well, not succumbing to unconsciousness after consuming it. Which is nice to know.
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