fresh designs

it seems so appropriate

A bathtub shaped like an elegant pump shoe with a skyscraper heel that costs “just” $17,000. Designer Massimiliano Della Monaca.

spring awakening

 

What can I say? I cave in to my weakness for soft expensive leather.

 

I’ll allow my cats to scratch me in penitence and self flagellation. Fine?

 

 

Because they are Napa leather, they have the sweetest kitten heel and the removable wood & leather cheerful adornment. Check my tiny reflection in the bauble

 

 

 

Because they are Gucci, they are silver and gold & emblazoned. Imperial ballet flats.

 

 

Python, ok? And sensible wedges which are a rare treat these days. L’Autre Chose…

exquisite exception

 

you must understand I hate pink. I use the word hate regarding a color.

Still, there are certain exceptions. Like HOT pink, raspberry, faded pink, and definitely salmon.

 

Especially on shoes. It looks great.

 

And here are two examples from this spring-summer collections. Adorable!

unbeatable 80s flavor

 

Red shoes and the works. And of course, it comes from the Magic Kingdom.

 

Virgin Atlantic: Love at first flight.

 

cold display or gathering memories?

 

I am NOT one of these persons that can buy a pair of shoes and keep them in their boxes.

 

Remember Cameron Diaz monologue from the movie “in her shoes”:

 

Shoes like these should not be locked in a closet! They should be living a life of scandal, and pasion and getting screwed in an alleyway by a billionaire while his frigid wife waits in the limo thinking that he just went back into the bar to get his cellphone.

 

Anyway, I agree. Shoes need to walk & to be admired. They are capricious creatures. If you hold them @ home, even on display, they get depressed and die.

 

Ghica feels different about his work. His heart bleeds that he needs to say farewell to his babies.

 

He worked for days and nights on these unique masterpieces and he wants to be certain that their future owners will cherish them.

 

I can understand. On the other hand, they need public display. Like their Creator. Ghica loves an audience. He would be so sad without people around him that laugh at his jokes, admire his professional skills…

 

Anyway, in case you’d like to adopt those fabulous creatures, hurry up, a few are already leaving the nest…

 

 

 

 

why of course I adore purple

 

aren’t they precious?

 

 

 My latest acquisition from a fresh concept store near by where I’ll probably spend A LOT.

 

As the sales girl was more of a posh chamberlain of the store, she said to my amazement: “these are statement shoes” – literally, in English.

 

Feels like Europe gets closer every day… sometimes. 

 

Check both the fancy shoes & the Barbie like box.

 

They also have Unicorns on the soles. Need I say more?  

posh posh posh

 

 

 

 

I swear to God, I really experienced religious ecstasy or multiple orgasms – not sure yet…

 

Fondling a Dior satin salmon gown, Gucci LBDs designed by master Ford himself, caressing a Chanel quilted deep burgundy bag from the 40s created by madame Coco herself, groping a Fendi Spy bag.

 

I twirled in Prada, Dior, Chanel pumps, but fell hopelessly in love with spectacular ones by Dame Vivienne Westwood…

 

Does it sound dirty? Yeah, baby! It was beyond fetish! It was beyond every experience I had. Beats sex by far! 

 

And to think I’ll work to increase awareness on this exquisite boutique makes my heart pound like a drum!

 

Till I’m back, PLEASE go see the vintage boutique Boudoir Valentine on Nicolae Golescu st, beside one of the Fratelli clubs.

 

Afterwards I went to the opposite of vintage high end, an unusual store with underground brands, latest collections from Japanese designers: Maison Mar­tin Margiela, Undercover, Acne Jeans, Michel Perry…

 

Not for me kind of outfits and accessories, but I stuffed my face with sushi like there’s no tomorrow. So still a win-win situation J.

 

Also to be found on Nicolae Golescu st, called Raionul 4. Check the prices, they are surreally high.  

 

I bid you farewell for next week, as I’m on holiday.

 

See ya with fresh holiday pictures!

one way or another

 

 

Those of you who know me don’t have any trace of doubt that I’m mad. Kind of benign, cute madness once you get used to it.

 

For example, I still need justifications every time I acquire a new pair of shoes.

 

So bear with me.

 

My Pedro Garcia pewter pumps received a slouching textured leather bag from Barcelona.

 

My thought was they will be pleased to share the same origin.

I was wrong.

 

The bag was Catalan, not Spanish. My bad.

 

So Saturday I had to make my new bag feel welcomed, so I bought her a pair of Catalan boots originating from Tremp.

 

My PGs have to get along with my old Mango bag. One way or another, I keep peace in my kingdom of cats and shoes…

 

OK, fine, I admit it… yesterday I bought for my boots which were bought for my bag which was bought for my pumps… a cute summer dress.

 

I’m incorrigible!