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Get me in the mood!

Get me in the mood!

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Despite the lack of snow, and general Christmas feeling (yet)...when you hear the first tunes of Mariah Carey yodeling to the jingling sound of bells it’s time to run and undust the sequin dresses, polish the über-big jewellery and put any modesty on hold. It’s December for glamour’s sake, the most sparkling month of the year, and everything normally considered “over the top” or “too much” is now dearly welcome.

A million things to do and organize before the big event but in my mind I already started the annual competition how to outshine the christmas tree, as in sparkling heels and a kitsch outfit (Christmas jumper anyone?). Well, at least once a year it's appreciated to look like a disco ball on acid.

So, just to get me in the mood I decorated a little this weekend, popped some champagne in advance (glistening fluid: my best, where have you been for so long), and threw myself a little pre-christmas party, with the best attendees ever. Finally a reason to bring all shiny shoes on one table! You can bring on Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas Is Youuuuuuuuu”on repeat now, I’m sure that song was written for yet another pair of gorgeous heels.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Jimmy Choo, Relish, Graceland, Zara
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Getting in the mood

Getting in the Mood!

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By the time you are reading this, I’m probably tucked under a warm blanket, belly already stuffed with delicious homemade goodies, and my only concerns being if I can eat another cookie without exploding (aka will I ever fit a shoe-size 7 again?), and which angle of our gorgeous Xmas tree to feature on Instagram (they are simply all beautiful). In two days the house will be filled with jittery kids (cheeks all glowing due to excitement), loving family, and the irresistible smell of our annual christmas dinner.

When the bell rings to announce that Santa Claus had come (in Austria it’s an angel called Christkind), even I will dash into the living room as fast as I can, awestruck by the lighted tree. I will shed a decent tear when we sing (not because we tend to sing out of tune, but because I always find it terribly emotional), burst with pride when my nephews recite poems (yep: tears again) and then destroy all affectionately wrapped gifts even faster than the kids to maybe (PLEASE!!!!!!!) find a new pair of heels (Yes, Please?).

Although, the greatest present of them all: just being together with beloved ones (yes, shoes count as family members), and spending a jolly good, peaceful time. Oh my I’m so getting in the mood!

I hope you all have a lovely Christmas time!

xxx

Today’s shoes are various
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The Crazy Aunt (Xmas Aftermath)

The Crazy Aunt (Xmas Aftermath)

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Guess every family treasures the existence of an odd relative, and funnily enough most of the time they are female. I cherished some of those crazy aunties: unmarried, flamboyant ladies they were, wearing gloves and seemingly all of their jewellery at once, leaving red lipstick marks on their never really empty champagne glasses, never afraid to speak out or act outspoken.

During Christmas this year, with all generations gathered - after I won the competition with the traditional tree (aka who sparkles the most), and taught a) my 5 to 10-year old nephews how to walk in 10 inches, and b) my 70-year old parents-in-law how to twerk (and take selfies at the same time), it began to dawn on me. But only the next day (when I recalled standing on the kitchen table in full glittery gear performing Robbie Williams' “I just wanna feel” trying to convince everybody to hit the next club) I was fully assured: the crazy aunt in my family might very well be me.

Can someone hand me my gloves, my jewellery stash and another cocktail please? I have something to celebrate!

xxx
Today’s shoes are totally worth the crazy

The real thing

The real deal

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People might think that in the world of heels (aka mine) problems only revolve around first world concerns (hmmmm, just wondering what 2nd world problems would be... Crocs?): damn right they do.

It’s mainly about not just that ONE pair of heels, but three (always so hard to decide) which seem to be out of my reach (aka prices haven't been cut enough yet for me to rescue them all). And the annoying concealer which is so NOT covering the dark circles underneath my eyes (due to the long working hours to get in that money for those heels). Plus, finding the right outfit - and footwear! (adaptable for not just one but three different parties per night...) - a huge challenge. HUGE!

Glad to report that now that I’m home in Austria to celebrate Christmas with my family, all of the above seems miles away, ridiculous, and NOTHING compared to the real deal of spending time with my four precious nephews. Ergh.... I actually never needed that concealer more in my life.

Now, which outfit (and heels) to wear tomorrow when Santa arrives? My current one just got covered in finger paint and 4 handfuls of cookie crumbs.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Blink

Cruising

Cruising

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"What are you doing between Christmas and New Year"? is obviously the question of the month, and I wish I had some super stylish answer. "Oh, you know, just a quick trip down to Barth's" (St. - in the Caribbean that is) would be nice to say, or something dramatic like: "I'm taking it easy, Kate Middleton style (aka pregnant in couture) - isn't sipping champagne soooo 2012 anyway?". Hm. Wonder why everybody is expecting the most fancy things in those 5 days, especially with the Mayas having let us down so badly (aka not preparing anything at all but moving DVD "2012" from "horror" to "comedy" section).

Truth is, am locking myself in the house (aka "bath": Amsterdam that is) and it's DVD of "Love Actually" or "New Years Eve" which are always within reach in case of sudden bout of melancholy. Am not pregnant either, belly is just a left over of Xmas gluttony; and most definitely can't be covered in couture but sweatpants.

Fridge is stocked to the max with bubbles though (waiting to be popped whenever friends stop over at every decent and indecent time) and except for cruising through shoe-collection (anything left I didn't shoot yet?), I really just like to hang with my favorites (read friends, pompous literature and heels).

What a total style snob I am. Happy last Sunday of the year everybody!

xxx

Today's shoes are Miu Miu

The Sweetest Thing

The Sweetest Thing

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Arriving back home BF surprised me with a sweet "post-Xmas" gift: a (huge!) Tim Walker book (my favorite photographer). Nothing better than recieving a gift (pre and post presents: THE BEST) unexpectedly, but this one is an inspirational bomb too. Having been so busy for 364 days in a row now, fumbling with sets and ideas every day to present my beloved high heels, this kicks off the very last creative boost needed. Meaning: instead of going straight to bed to cure post "Xmas-partying-high-heel-hangover- and having eaten too much too"-lag, finding myself baking cupcakes (yum: will totally "roll" into 2013) and enthusiastically decorating them to take the third-last picture for this very year "Tim Walker stylie".

And just as I'm in my own inspiration bubble, I receive a photograph from my sister capturing my 7-year old nephew in action. He just built his own set (a theatre stage with curtains, clouds, lighting and everything) focussing on: the only pair of heels my sister owns. Someone obviously got very inspired over the past few days too. Now, isn't that just the sweetest thing?

xxx

Today's shoes are Campanile

All Those Birds

All Those Birds

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My family gave me the nickname "Bird of Paradise" years ago, and I have NO idea where that one came from. OK- maybe my glittery eyebrows (totally Chanel catwalk 2012) were a little much for the average rural Christmas eve in Bavaria, and next year I won't customize my cape with a hundred Xmas baubles for sure. But other than that?

I prefer to see myself more as a "chick" (the cool one, the one you want to be friends with), including my tendency to resemble like a chicken (aka the headless version). And although I was also once called "peacock" (who ever came up with that stupid game of comparing mammals to human characters?! - oh, was that me?) - today, of all birds, I just feel like a stuffed turkey.
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In heels at least, the only way to conceal the 4000-6000 calories consumed. Must say it's quite exhausting, trying to keep balance and not tilt forwards. Oh well, perhaps I'll just give in and hang cosily in front of the fireplace and have another cookie like the rest of the family. Just some advice: whatever kind of "bird" you may be: don't come too close to fire. You might burn your feathers.

xxx

Today's shoes are Jimmy Choo

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