Showing posts with label shoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shoes. Show all posts

Friday, 11 December 2009

I Heart Atalanta's Shoes

Atalanta has New Gen sponsorship again! the British fashion council love her AND SO DO I. I ordered these shoes in orange from a preview a few weeks ago. I especially LOVE the python skin detail on the back of the ankle lip.

Sunday, 1 March 2009

Shoes Shoes Shoes



Sunday chez Atalanta has involved much trying on and cooing over the shoes she designed for Henry Holland's latest catwalk show for A/W 09, which took place last tuesday in Quaglino's. Apparently Kanye West was in the front row, and when Estelle's American Boy came on, he started rapping along. Insane. Anyway, back to the shoes... they manage to be smooth, curvy and feminine, but also kick ass and sexy. Daringly mid calf, in bold, block colours, the leather goes up the back of the calf, but loops round the front, in several rings. The wedge platforms sweep in from the heel of the foot, narrowing until the sole, with the line from the foot edge to the ground angled inwards slightly, which means when you turn the shoe upside down and look at the sole, it's kind of a spade shape, but with the spirit of a heart - a spade but somehow more sultry and alluring. they make you want to walk in wet sand wearing them or traipse though mud and then through the house - just so you can see the seductive line of the footprint. and of course they make you want to strut with serious attitude. with their soft leather, straps, fuck off height, punchy colour and great curves they (and the shoe versions) have the chutspah of a catsuit (for feet) and channel Zena Warrior Princess and Emma Peel. so fucking cool.

Friday, 27 February 2009

Lust list



Apparently, some people might be interested in the ludicrously overpriced things i am currently coveting... as for me, how nice to dress my fantasy self... How FUCKING cool would i look in these shoes?! But, man their price is a piece of work.

Friday, 6 February 2009

We're up grit creek




'We're up grit creek' is certainly my most favourite headine of the week relating to the SNOW CRISIS that has hit the UK. Well done The Mirror. It seems staggering to me that London basically came to a standstill on Monday because of the snow. no one can seem to decide whether this is all lots of glorious fun (people making igloos, snowmen and sledging) or a colossal fuck up (no salt to grit the roads) or another way to focus on money being lost (how do they calculate such things anyway?). i definitely fall down on the side of fun. my only problem with the situation is a sartorial one. more specifially a shoe one. my choices are shoddy indeed. i had to resort to wearing a pair of U[rrr]ggs given to me last year and which i had hidden in my flat for fear the sight of them would burn a hole in my retina. wearing them this week i thought i would throw up with every step. how do people wear these regularly?