Charlotte Olympia | Edda Loves Heels

9 november 2015

edda

Charlotte Olympia

Autumn hues on the loose

Pappa November has gone crazy the past few days, pouring its painting pots all over the city.
Trees and bushes are tumbling into a punch drunk color frenzy, and so do I.

Well, at least the bottom of my closet was looking exactly like Amsterdam streets, all covered in a mess of luminous yellows and all the shades of red, pinks and browns you can think of. Yes, was adapting my closet for the lower temperatures, felt a little tipsy on texture, over dozed on bold tones and fell in a color coma.
When I woke up I had forced my BF to document me running in the wild with a bunch of flowers, kind of like an Olympic torch going in bat for my favorite season.

Good thing: I found many many gorgeous shoes which I abandoned in boxes over the summer.
Bad thing: I might still sit in a pile of bold tones arranging wild combinations oddly instinctive by spring.

If you are a prince, come along and kiss me out of my delicious delirium. Or forget about the kiss and bring a pair of heels instead. Bright colors and prints welcome.

Today’s shoes are my all time favorite Charlotte Olympia (which had slept in their box way too long)

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12 september 2013

edda

Charlotte Olympia

Got milk?

Having no children (aka nothing really to wake me up in the middle of the night, causing me wrinkles of sorrow but love) sometimes leaves my parent-friends with a raised eyebrow. Wouldn't I like to adopt a kittn so I can experience some responsibility, and this feeling of unconditional love and care?

Well, well, nothing to worry about my dear friends, believe me: am the proud mommy to not just one furry friend, but at least 30. A whole cat zoo to put it mildly (and I’m saying that with the pround face you all pull off when talking about your growing of family). But of course I'm talking two heel- friends instead of four legged ones.

Have you ever noticed how big my wrinkle of sorrow actually is? All these sleepless nights, worrying how to raise money to rescue and invest in the future of all these poor and lonely creatures! Plus the work! THE WORK! They need to be nursed, petted, and groomed... you know, the usual. And believe it or not: it’s quite a challenge to walk all of them and not neglect one or the other.

As it happens, just today I am welcoming a new friend to my shelter:
Say hello to the cuties, and come to think of it: duty calls. Have some very important feeding and caressing to do. No time to chit chat, so sorry.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Charlotte Olympia

31 mei 2013

edda

Charlotte Olympia

Obsessions of May

Since my ambitions to visit my dream-continent and aquaint it with a couple of my heels to more or less “rumble in the jungle” failed miserably, I found myself very “Out of Africa” indeed. Weeping over the missed chance to fly to Joburg I clung to books, pictures, music, films and anything else with some kind of African flair, plus most of the time I dressed like some escaped bush-native decorated like a christmas tree. The tribal version than. Freshly Ground (SA Afro-Fusion band) and Arno Carstens (SA singer) became my best friends while I daydreamed of being Meryl Streep, lounging with a glass of (South African) wine somewhere in the steppe, desperately awaiting my Robert Redford. A pity Robert never showed up and the steppe just turned out to be my couch. *deep deep sigh*

The only good thing to come from not making the trip: I spared some money, so was able to actually buy myself one of these African inspired high heels I have become so obsessed with. And I am now a pro in contemporary South African dance (aka moving wildly and uncoordinatedly, burning shit loads of calories). Ready for the next braai* bro!

xxx

Todays shoes are Charlotte Olympia
Trousers: D-Squared | Bag: River Island | Bangles: Green Market Capetown | Top: Irene Heldens

braai* = South African Barbeque

28 februari 2013

edda

Charlotte Olympia, Ideal, Ruthie Davis

February Obsessions

There's nothing better than the idea that spring is just around the corner (well..... almost... OK), with the new season greeting you everywhere. I appreciate this to the max by diving into all the new arrivals that delight us with color, new textures and shapes. Almost died over Burberry's spring collection (bright metallics wherever you look), and in the event you should hear about a robbery on TV the upcoming days: that might have been me ensuring I have sufficient funds to afford that utterly beautiful bag. *sigh* Oh! And since I've become a (not very secret) stalker of Ruthie Davis' footwear, I'd totally invest that money in her heels too. In ALL of them actually.

If you prefer to act economically rather than be remote-controlled by pre-spring hormones (and still dive into fashion): I recommend watching Bill Cunningham's beautiful documentary "New York". A homage to fashion and glamour, spotted by the most humble man in fashion there is. Oldie (not you Bill!) but goodie!!! Or do as I do whenever I need to be cheered up on one of the hopefully last days of winter grey: a visit to favorite gallery - I could spend HOURS at Reflex in Amsterdam, glued to the work of Harland Miller (well, maybe robbing that bank wasn't such a bad idea after all), or visit my friend Melanie Brown's studio for a spring fashion splurge. If non of the above suits you: I bet flowers will. The tulips are out baby, bye bye January and hello new season!

xxx

Today's shoes are Ideal

Dress and blouse: Melanie Brown

14 juni 2012

edda

Charlotte Olympia

Should I stay or should I go?

SALE signs are up everywhere across the city and as always this is a temptation I find very hard to resist. Usually I don’t even allow myself to go in to town, just to “have a look”, because I know the outcome.

Bags and bags later, a huge dent in the bank account but with a stupid grin and a couple of heels richer I used to return from my shoe-sales-havens, giddy with pleasure and guilt.
An event which can only be overcome with bubbly. And lots of it.

Being the clever girl I am, I figured this time I will avoid the luring call altogether and just indulge in the shoes I already have.
You know: get them out of their boxes, marvel at and caress them and discover (as usual) that there are even pairs I have never actually worn yet.
Then I will team them up with dresses, make new combinations, put those I have forgotten on show, and just to be safe, have a sip of Prosecco (aka celebration).
It’s not that I NEED a new pair after all, is it?
IS IT?

Note to self: “you shouldn’t even think about”………
Question to reader: “Should I stay or should I go?”
….*quick thinking*…. check…..*nobody’s saying anything *….

Oh that was easy! Temptation wins! See you later!

xxx

Today’s shoes are Charlotte Olympia (amongst erg…. others…)

13 februari 2012

edda

Charlotte Olympia

Why you MUST buy lingerie when you buy shoes

Convincing the male gender that every now and then us girls are in utter and urgent need of over-priced goodies (fill in your addiction of choice....) can be tricky, but not without a chance. Whenever setting back the household budget to eating beans for the rest of the month (aka turning your credit card as red as a Louboutin sole), I remember the hint my aunt gave me years ago.

She was quite a flamboyant person (picture a late Diana Vreeland lounging on that mahogany-veneered sofa), and happened to have this fling for very expensive accessories - pillbox hats to be precise. Whenever she had scored one of these pretty tiny items (VERY similar in price to a designer heel or a silver wheel rim - a language guys do speak AND understand...), she would present them to her husband in nothing but the lingerie she wittingly bought at the same time.

Her advice to do the same in order to convince our better, but blunt halves when it comes to that box of net-a-porter or that over-sized shopping bag from your local heel dealer, was accompanied with only three words and a very knowing smile: “It always works”.

Advice, check - and do it ladies, try this at home! Beans will never have tasted better afterwards.

xxx

Today's shoes are Charlotte Olympia

7 januari 2012

edda

Burberry, Charlotte Olympia, Christian Louboutin, Gianmarco Lorenzi, Nicholas Kirkwood, Rupert Sanderson, Ruthie Davis

Choose your side

Went to bed at six o clock after a lovely chat with my friend Henk. Ouch!

So looking in the mirror today was like: “I now really ! REALLY ! need to do something about my wrinkles.

Aging in grace and all is perfect if you see it happen on your mother or grannies face: but YOUR OWN??????

I tried to get my wrinkles fixed twice so far.
First time was two years ago, and little did I know sitting on a sterile chair facing an 400volt lamp right in my eyes.
“We can do this right now” the surgeon said:
“But you need to rest for at least 24 hours so the filler stayes in place.”
“Good bye” I said, because I had a party planned that very evening.

Second time was actually not very long ago, and I was prepared.
Time for rest was calculated, money was prepared

(250 EUR: that’s a pair of YSL’s on sale), and I was ready to go.
But of course time has taken it’s tall, and as I was told that I now would need at least four Botox injections before I could even DO a filler,

(500 EUR in total, that’s a pair of YSL’s NOT on sale) I chose to bail out again.

Because here’s the thing.
I think, if you’d rather buy a SHOE the price of your surgery (whatever you will do),
no one would even LOOK in your face again.
They would just look at your feet.

It’s an so much better investment, just at the bottom side don’t you think?

So here’s my Top 8 what to buy in place for a doctor going wild with a needle.
It would be 4800 EUR in total.
That would be 9,6 times Botox and filler.

Hm…

xxx

P.S.: Todays shoes are Christian Louboutin, Rupert Sanderson, Nicholas Kirkwood, Charlotte Olympia, Gianmarco Lorenzi, Ruthie Davis, and Burberry
P.P.S.: My wrinkles are Photoshop.