At Rotate’s spring-summer 2026 show in copenhagen, even the prelude is a party.
In the industrial surroundings outside of TAP1 — a former distillery turned event venue located on the outskirts of the city — a steady stream of showgoers have formed a line in front of an airstream bar for wine, water, beer, and branded handheld fans (just in case it gets toasty indoors). Some are just standing around, having a chat, sipping their drinks. Others have clustered in front of the entrance, eagerly holding up their phones, QR codes at the ready. This is the mise en scene outside of Rotate, whose show typically closes out Copenhagen Fashion Week, capping four packed days of runway shows, presentations and celebrations.
But first, a drink. I get in line with all the other Rotate faithfuls and grab a can of white wine to accompany me to the show. With a capacity for thousands of guests, the venue is massive on the inside, with hazy, sheer curtains partitioning the runway and softening the space’s otherwise industrial architecture. As the crowd makes its way slowly to its seats — fueled by alcohol and end-of-fashion-week exhilaration — the event seems to be taking on the carefree energy of a late-summer party. Frenzied chatter, bursts of laughter, the clatter of heels.
The waiting intensifies; when a hush descends, the audience perks up in anticipation. A floaty, airy soundtrack introduces the first model, who descends upon the runway in a see-through bodysuit that lightly veils the body in a whisper of a polka dot print. Then, more polka dots, more diaphanous fabric falling to the floor.