CHRISTIAN RAVNBAK is wearing the Rosa no.009. He is a florist living in Copenhagen, Denmark.

What would you embroider onto a pillow?
“Je me fais un jeu d’agiter les coeurs”, which translates as “I make a game of playing with hearts”. It's an old french motto I once saw inscribed in an antique, victorian intaglio signet ring. I so regret that I didn't buy it.

Can you recall a dream?
I only dream awake.

What would you want to find?
Love !

Can you share some daily habits or rituals?
I eat out every day. It's not that I don't like cooking, but I love the feeling of life around me. It can be the person serving me coffee at a cafe or a waitress at a restaurant. It could even be a dog on my way.

Do you have a soundtrack to your life?
Unfortunately not <3

What should we listen to?
I'm obsessing over Lana del Rey at the moment. It happens quite often.

What makes a home?
YOU make a home.

What do you treasure most in your neighborhood or city?
The royal garden next to my place in Copenhagen; definitely a favourite garden of mine. It has a small castle in the middle, and beautiful tiny and very cared for gardens surrounding it.

What does your house smell like?
Perfumes are a big thing for me right now ! I'm all about santal notes.

What is dear to your heart?
Friends, flowers and antiques.

What is a rule that should never be broken?
I don't like rules, but I try my best, and always aim to exert myself. Putting an effort into dressing "well" or arranging flowers for example gives me a lot joy. And nothing is more sexy than exerting oneself.

What do you collect?
Antiques !

What thoughts occupy you currently?
I just took over a summerhouse near the ocean in Denmark, and I'm opening up a little antique shop.

What is still a mystery?
Many things luckily !

Any last words?
A quote by Walt Whitman - I don't necessarily agree with all the statements in the quote, but I like it as a kind of life guide; a guide to feel responsible, respecting everybody and everything. “I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d, I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.”