Words by

Inês Pereira

Photo by

Hörður Sveinsson

Ásta Kristín Pjetursdóttir is a violist who has played as a soloist with the Iceland Symphony Orchestra. She recently made her Iceland Airwaves debut with her folk/pop solo act Ásta. Here’s her perfect day in the city.

First things first

On a perfect day, I’d wake up to a sunny, blue sky. With a smile on my face, I’d put on some bangin’ tunes on the highest volume and dance around the apartment like there’s no tomorrow. And, on a perfect day, the neighbours would love to hear me sing my heart out to Safri Duo.

Morning

After cooling down from all the dancing, I’d make pancakes for breakfast with OG Nutella, bananas and fresh berries, and eat in front of the TV. After watching a couple of shows of some amazing TV series that I just discovered, it’s time to get up and start my day for real.

I head out—the sun is shining and there’s absolutely no wind—and walk to Barónessan, the new flower shop on Barónsstígur.I buy the most beautiful bouquet just to brighten my day up even more.

Lunch

For lunch, I meet up with my friend Berglind at Fjallkonan for a really juicy veggie burger with some curly fries. We talk a lot and laugh a lot, just like always.

Afternoon

In the afternoon, I get a call from my friend Gerbrich, who lives in LA, and she tells me that she and all the other girls—Anne, Alina and Caitriona, who live in Copenhagen and NYC—spontaneously came to Iceland to surprise me. I am so happy and rush out to the airport to pick them up. Of course, I drive safely, but only after I pick up a bagel from Kaffitár with sun-dried tomato cream cheese. God, I really love that sun-dried tomato cream cheese.

Early evening

I head home with my girls and make some nachos. In a food coma, we all lie together on the tiny sofa and talk. Before turning into total blobs, we put on some music and start preparing for a night to remember.

In the heat of the night

Later in the evening, we’re ready to go dancing, looking fabulous. It’s like ‘Sex and the City: Reykjavík Edition,’ as we stroll down Laugavegur. We head to Kiki and become best friends with the DJ. He plays all the songs we ask for and we dance our asses off all night to Rihanna, Sandstorm, Scooter, Justin Timberlake, and all the other maestros.