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6 januari 2015

edda

Various

Balance, bitch!

Decided to do something special this month by featuring some of my most memorable blog experiences of 2014. This very first editorial is dedicated to all the seemingly impossible shooting locations and it describes my January mood: nothing is impossible if you are just stubborn enough to go for it.

So I found myself in the most ridiculous moments, battling extraordinary wind forces while shooting a (überprecious) designer gown which left me flashing underwear at 7 am in the morning in the Dutch dunes (sorry dear morning joggers, I didn’t mean to frighten you). Or freezing in a La Perla lace (!) dress in April on the beach. Anyone who has ever tried dancing in heels on sand please high five me now.

Shooting at 2000 meters above sea level was another moment where I thought: “stupid me, who is afraid of heights anyway?”. While digging out a 100 tiny pebble stones from under my heels I was cursing the idea (who did come up with that?!) of balancing on pointy rocks. Last but least I will never forget the moment a beardy woman won the Eurovision Song Contest, dancing the night away in bare enthusiasm.

May that be the spirit of the new year: it’s all possible as long as your footwear is not abandoning you and as long as you balance it out!

Big love!

Today’s shoes are various | Illustrations by Sella Molenaar
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5 september 2013

edda

Sacha

Love!

When in love you inevitably experience some symptoms, which funnily enough, never seem to change, whatever age you may be. You'll feel like a giggling teenager, bubbling with inexplicable joy, grinning like an idiot 24/7. You'll experience an enormous boost of confidence and feel totally invincible. Plus you'll look jealous-makingly radiant and find everybody asking you what your beauty secret is.

There could also be another super good reason for all of the above: A) You bought a new pair of heels, B) You bought a new pair of heels before your holiday and recieved them just in time to pop them into your suitcase, or C) you're on vacation with the man you love, wearing this exact pair of heels in the most lovely scenery you can imagine, feeling like a godess.

Well, in my case it’s all those three and I loved, loved, LOVED every minute of it. Must sadly say goodbye to France though and head off to another thing I dearly love: Vogue Fashion Night Out in Amsterdam. Couldn’t resist doing some preparation already.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Sacha (thanks for the immediate delivery!).

P.S.: If you are going to VFNO as well, say hello if you see me.
I’ll be the one who can't seem to stop giggling and grinning like an idiot.

22 augustus 2013

edda

Camilla Skovgaard

No pain no gain

My 10 year old nephew is visiting Amsterdam for the first time (a promise I gave to all four of my nephews, so expect an annual live report from now on), and I find myself in places I never experienced before, doing things I’d actually swore I'd never do.

Exchanged my Gucci, Prada, and vintage boutique city route to explore the Nemo museum (know how my left & right brain works right now - aka learned it’s the left one (logic) shutting down every time when it comes to buying shoes), climbed pirate-ships and dunes and visited the torture museum.

The last one actually made me think: all those medieval spikes and pricks to torture the poor victims until they confessed whatever... it would have been so easy to make them walk through a city all day long in 10 inches, carrying a “Pausenbrot”, 1 liter of fizzy drink, some exchange clothes, a kid’s kite, spare crocs(!), a set of ball game (Botscher), Asterix books and some other stuff kids need on an average day. Well, I guess it’s no pain no gain. And I might very well have my own torture museum (aka shoe closet) at home. Middle ages: you just got an upgrade.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Camilla Skovgaard
Even they look like torture, they actually walk like heaven (for five minutes in a fancy restaurant then)

Today's picture was taken by my lovely sister in the Torture Museum Amsterdam (which btw is the worst designed museum I've ever been to)

12 augustus 2012

edda

Aldo

Baptizing Summer

Wohoooo, it’s weekend, and can you believe it? The sun is shining, and it’s finally warm (ish - jumper still recommended against wind and when sun has gone down).

But still! Am far from complaining and ready to totally embrace the luxury of some neurotransmitters (aka Serotonin for those who thought that’s a shoe brand).
Yeah, it’s time to get the peep toes out and follow the pedicure instructions on your favorite style guide page (as described yesterday, you will find lots during this time of year, sun or no sun...). And yeah again, it’s also time to get your abandoned summery dresses out of the closet (remove spiderwebs before wearing!) and in my case: head for the beach.

Can you believe it (part two): it’s the first time this year that I actually went there! Had completely forgotten about the possibility of enjoying the Dutch seaside and how lovely it is to just hang out there and chill and enjoy the scenery. My heels? Wore them for two seconds. It’s the beach baby, and that means dress code “shoes off”.

Not for the official ceremony though (since no one has ever asked me to perform one for a ship, I have to come up with my own), baptizing summer in the name of sunshine, blue skies, leasure life, bubbly, and good moods.
Cheerio!

xxx

Today’s shoes are Aldo

23 juni 2012

edda

Karen Millen

One minute to think

Flight to the Cannes Advertising Festival: everybody is looking perky, energetic, full of spirit, and the plane is filled with expectant chatter.

Flying back a week later, you meet the same people: pale, raccoon eyed, utterly hung over, exhausted, and falling asleep before the captain can even say “welcome on board”. Chat of the day (after three days and what feels like a hundred parties) is not only the amazing work shown in the Palais, but more how “smashed” you actually are, and that you really REALLY will call it an early night…. tomorrow.

The Cannes virus has already taken it’s toll on everybody, but still.
One minute on the beach to think about how lucky you are to share such an amazing time with new and old acquaintances, to be invited to all these lovely parties, gossip and chit chat with a crowd that feels like one big family and look at the amazing setting you are actually in… gosh!

Next week we will all be back in our offices and back to reality, but for now (even though it’s becoming harder to embrace heels as your feet are getting puffier and puffier- blame it on the rosé 😉 - one minute to think must be enough.
The next party is calling.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Karen Millen

17 mei 2012

edda

Kallisté

Seashells by the seashore

It’s a public holiday (yaay!) and I have been planning to go to the beach for days. Beautiful long dress (which will flatteringly flutter around my legs), check.

Sunscreen factor 15 (don’t want to look like a shrivelled grape in 10 years), check.
Mind-set to open a bottle of rosé at an indecent time, check.
High heels for shoot (not that I would be so crazy as to actually wear them), check. Everything is sorted despite (again and of course) the weather. And boyfriend, who turns out to be sick (whether I finally infected him or it’s due to partying remains unclear…).

I see my fantastic setting for a shoot literally flushed away, but as I can be rather stubborn when it comes to executing an idea, I have prepared a back up plan. Armed with camera, dress, heels, a handful of shells and a pot of (half dead) catnip,
I find myself fumbling with my Nikon at the next best thing… A sandbox in a children’s playground around the corner. Of course fully sun protected, in case anyone is wondering.

Seashells by the Seashore
She wears sea-green heels by the seashore.
The shells are surely seashells.
See she wears heels to the seashore,
Sure the shells and sea-green heels are in a sandbox though.
So.
I see a shallow depression coming on.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Kallisté

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Balance, bitch!

Love!

No pain no gain

Baptizing Summer

One minute to think

Seashells by the seashore