Ballet boots, shoe seduction etc

I think I'm having a déjà-vu here. Same town, same hotel, same subject. Three years later. What is it that makes ballet boots so attractive to my mind?
Ballet boots (wikipedia description) are simply said, a pair of ballet shoes stuck to the pointe position with some heels stuck under the toe. As you can probably understand they're impossible to walk in. Impossible? nah.
As I discovered today, there's a community of girls that love their ballet boots and learn how to walk on them. Here's a girl with a blog worth mentionning.
This impossibility plus the perfect shape of the shoe and the fascination that most little girls have for ballet turned a bit dark have made me drool over those boots for some years now. I probably won't buy them 'cause I probably wouldn't use them, but I'd put them in a design museum. Cause they're worth it.

Dinner at Andrews

 
Last weekend I found myself in my hometown, having dinner in Andrew's house. His house is probably the best one, most silent yet classy in the whole city.

Ps. The hunter boots on my little friend- niece are to die foooooor!!!

The all time shoe

These are my latest booties. I've had trouble buying them, though. You see, they're a bit too rough and short- heeled compared to the rest of my shoes (I'm not talking about the flat ones). But I was wrong hesitating. They've become my autumn-winter passe-partout. Because the heel is comfortable enough to walk all day on them and they give a dark, goth yet classy touch to every look.


Here they are with their big brothers, the 12 cm heeled oxfords I dearly love.

PS. I haven't abandoned my project, but I'm using slide film so it might take some time...

it's all about the details

I developped my first film myself (with lots of guidance from the Photography crew, I admit). A Tmax expired in 2006, which is probably the reason of the sepia tones present in some of the pictures. Even though I forgot to remove the water from the film in the end and died over photoshop to remove the drops, what can I say...me likey!

Plastic Dreams

Last night I almost posted on my favorite kind of shoes. I actually waited and today I can post about my recently bought shoes. Sounds better

Have I ever talked to you about my obsession with plastic bubblegum smelling high heels?
Yes I'm talking about Melissa. Those recycled plastic bubblegum smelling shoes definitely hold a place in my heart. I recently bought the last pair of Melissa+ Vivienne Westwood.

I don't need to mention my lust for high heels. But since it would be a waste to dirty them with the campuses mud (and frankly, who would wear high heels in our university?), that's what I wore instead


Cute, plastic, no-name flats. Just what a girl needs on a tough summer day

The Not-So-Country Girl

The Greek countryside is a place you'd rather see in the holidays. I know, nature is fun but I can't stand it for more than a few days.
And what's interesting in all this are the people. And their sartorial habits. I mean, the small city where I come in the holidays, Gastouni, has the highest percentage of high heel wearing women than any other place I've ever been to. I've seen those ladies passing through bushes, messing with animals and all that on those high heels. They're my inspiration for this shoot.




Edited and shot by me

New orders

(the title makes no sense, really)

Usually, when one of your beloved shops in town closes, you're not happy. Yet this time, I was. Cause, closing down meant selling all it's stock in ridiculous prices. And you know, buying shoes in 1/10 of their original price is quite a thing to be happy about. That's what I did. I went in the shop with all the other pilgrims, took a look at everything and ended up with two pairs of daring shoes. That's not like me. I like my shoes to be high heeled(usually), chic but also minimal and comfortable. And, of course, black. Now, look at this:




I don't know what you think, but ponyskin and platforms aren't really minimal. Or safe. At least when you're talking to me.

Anyway, I brought the daring shoes home. And then, the semi- predictable happened. You know, I have a friend who doesn't wear heels (and even less risky heels) but always tries my new ones on. She did it again, and then we did a little photo shoot.

Top hat, stylists own :p
T- shirt: lollimaru
jeans : staff
shoes : .lak

I am a passenger...

As I said before, I love hats. First time I'm showing it though. This one is a bell-shaped red beauty I bought from Acessorize; it's actually the first thing I ever saw in an editorial and said: "I want that" (it was in September Vogue GR I think). It is so 20's... people on the road, definitely stare at it (old people saying "oh,so chic" and young "What does she think she's wearing?!") Worn with a zara trench and boots I bought 7-8 years ago. I'm proud of them, they still look nice

You must know it by now...

Yes I love love love oxfords. So, I'm introducing to you another wonderful pair...enjoy

Merry X-mas

Introducing my two loves : polaroids and my black leather oxfords... If you don't feel inspired by digital photography and you need something more...arty(?) try polaroids. It's a little miracle to see the picture develop in three minutes and the cameras are to die for. More information on:
http://www.savepolaroid.com/
I hope you get as lovely Christmas presents as mine:)

Shoe mayhem

See, here's the thing: I've bought my very first polaroid camera (hooraaaaaaaaaaay) and took pictures but I'm ill and my scanner's dead.Yikes. So for now I'm playing (and producing Andy Warhol-esque pictures). Fun for me:p
I'll be back soon with more pictures

The little shoe tale

I don't know what your relationship with fairytales might be, but I personally love them.
And today I'm in the mood of telling you the little shoe tale.

The "little shoes" were black patent leather tango shoes. The other shoes used to call them little ironically, for they were bigger than any of them. So, every time they walked on the streets, they saw all those tiny shoes with delicate laces and their heart beat sadly. And one day, on their first week together, their owner did the most humiliating thing a shoe could bare : she wore them with slit tights. The Little shoes almost cried, walking on the cold streets of the city. No other shoe would like them, now that not only were they big, but they were accustomed to bad hosiery. And then they stepped onto a warm dark red carpet and got surrounded by music. They barely touched the steps they were climbing; their owner was in such a hurry. And then they entered a room full of elegant shoes. The Little shoes felt very shy and wondered if those unknown shoes would stand being near them, let alone talk to them. And then they came face to face with a pair of dark brown leather oxfort shoes. Those laces, oh those shiny laces made their heart skip a beat. To their surprise, the brown shoes adressed them.
"How do you do ladies? Would you like to dance with us?""We'd be delighted", said the little shoes without a second thought and they slided gracefully.
"How graceful you are my ladies", said the brown shoes. "And, oh, we recognise those thights. We have met them before". The little shoes were afraid that the brown ones would comment their owners bad taste, but they were wrong. "You seem new, so you probably don't know the story. So let us tell you. These tights were torn by our master a year ago. He was going to Argentina, to work, for a whole year. He told your owner that he would be back today and that if she still loved him by the time he was back, she should have a dance with him in this hotel, tonight, wearing the tights he had lovingly torn for her. So, ladies, let us be sourrounded by love, merge in love and fall in love ourselves". And the dance went on...

By me. I'm dedicating this to all the hopeless romantic tango lovers out there.

What about shoes??

"We all thank "Sex and the city", because it helped women aknowledge their obsession with shoes", a wise woman once said. Just be honest: don't you have a shoe fetish? Aren't your shoes your best pals?
I was actually a late (shoe) bloomer. Oh no, correction. I did have a boot addiction. I've been collecting them since I was 12 and have 11-12 pairs right now. Black, pink or white, leather or suede, stretch or fluffy, I loved them all. But I my interest for high heels came later. It was with my first pair of wedges. They were turquoise mules. I could barely walk in them and they made me huge (I'm pretty tall and they had 10cm heels), but I still went out with them on a few times. Then, wedges went out of fashion and my big love with CAMPER's started. I still buy a pair of campers from time to time. They're comfortable and cute, plus I've tried running with them on and it really works. But I still like other kinds of shoes, my favorite two being a pair of black repetto tango heels and some very sexy strappy Vivienne Westwood by Melissa. Those are some of my shoe experiences, but since this is a huge topic, there will be a sequel to this article :)