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How to: Festival Fever

How to: Festival Fever

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Coachella might be over, but worldwide festival fever has officially begun. I bet a million girls by now have frantically cut and ripped their jeans, rummaged through vintage stores to find the perfect fringed Kimono and applied tons of bumble & bumble surf spray to shine on muddy, plastic-beer-cup covered ground, instead of a red carpet.

I love a good hippie vibe reinventing itself every year, after all the only place to rather mess up your outfit (and definitely ruin your shoes) is a music festival. Psychedelic colors and flowery hair bands still work, as does anything with feathers applied, a hem withdrawn, and an instagram retro filter to take the right selfie - very preferable at sunset.

Then again: since Kate Moss legendary stepped out at Glastonbury festival in Hunter Boots, sporting the “I just had sex backstage”-look, we all know that the only fashion item needed to hone any festival look is a rock star husband. I’m working on it.

xxx

Today’s shoes are various
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Pop of color

Pop of Color!

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Almost every decent fashion blogger I know has at least one spring post that begins with the words: “It was such nice weather this weekend that I couldn’t resist matching my summery mood with the brightest colors in my closet.” Quite original right? Later in the year it will be all about how to sport white and how it’s such a fantastic contrast to your tan.... but who can blame them!

With the first flirty sun beams out, I caught myself (guess it’s a natural fashion instinct) removing all the spider-webs from my peep toe boxes, lovingly dusting yellow satin and “attention blue” leather, when some frenzy kicked in. All of a sudden the living room looked like some clowns had quite the swinger party and left without their clothes and heels (question to myself: do clowns wear heels?): but wow! How cheerful!

So here you have it: am coming out of the closet as well. As a sucker for the first pop of color of the year that is. Let’s wait until the sun has done it’s job and I have a nice tan shall we? I almost can’t wait to write about how gorgeously white pumps support summery glowing skin.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Dolce&Gabbana, Dsquared, ZARA

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2nd Advent

2nd Advent

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The second Sunday of my advent special has arrived, and am getting in the mood. Clearly the weather recommends staying inside, somewhere warm (hot I must say, if I look at my heels). We've already had the first snow (aka utterly romantic), just a pity it didn't last. What is lasting (and increasing) though is the anticipation for the 24th (ding dong, it's not the postman but Santa...) - and the amount of oliebollen consumed. Of course. But hey: December is the month of love, and some gained love handles as an accessory seem fair enough to me. Who can complain anyway when stocking up on love - and speaking of it: who wants to move from the couch and go anywhere other than right onto the net for the ultimate Xmas wishlist (aka loooooove to dream away)? Right.

So let's go girls: light your second candle, snuggle up somewhere nice, get your laptops out and check PaulWarmer.com. Only 2 weeks to go to let Santa know what you really want to unpack under the Christmas tree. OK. Let's have some more oliebollen too then, shall we?

xxx

Today's shoes are D'squared
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Cinderella

Cinderella

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Diving into other girls’ (shoe) closets is always fun. It’s like a fairytale (read another world full of wonderful stories) but accompanied with lots of bubbly and babble. Lucky you if your friend is from NYC, fluent in Brian Atwood and can tell the difference between Vince Camuto and Stuart Weitzman. Lucky you also, if you discover you have a “heel partner in crime” (still buying 12 inch high Dior’s but confessing to living mostly on wedges as that’s the only shoe you can really work on the Amsterdam cobblestones).

After having marvelled at my friend’s heel collection, we had planned to wear the cuties to a fancy place (every princess needs to shine every now and then). We end up having a girl talk on the stairs in front of her house though. Which beats being surrounded by frogs who would so not turn into a prince even if you threw them against a pile of shoe boxes anyway.

It’s just such a pity that it’s a school night, so as the gong hits midnight I have to hop in my carriage (aka cab) and disappear into the mist of Amsterdam’s night. No one is leaving a heel behind though. What a silly myth that is. No real Cinderella would abandon a designer heel just like that. Ever.

xxx

Today’s shoes are Barbara Bui and Dsquared

Fashion Week Finale

Fashion Week Finale

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Had to come to the conclusion that editor is actually a cat. Or, therefore, catwoman.
After almost purring over the delicious food at Jasper’s (dammit, so glad I don’t use swear words: their oysters in coconut sauce are to die for!!!!!), we realized we’d eaten a monthly amount of calories (yeah: limoncello included) in three hours.

After feasting our way through carbs and cheese, a strategy for today is very much needed (how to miraculously loose a stone over night) as we will be hitting the grande finale of the Amsterdam Fashion Week: Edwin Oudshoorn’s catwalkshow. The last time I saw the designer, we were dancing wildly to rock’n roll tunes, so expect nothing less than a show that will sweep us off our feet (and out of our heels).

Catwoman has it all figured out: she will be wearing a dress by the designer himself (always works), and luckily my oversized Melanie Brown jacket will hide 5 star 3 course meal most elegantly. My attempt to copy my friend Heleen’s perfect blow dry failed miserably though. Now look like a cat myself. An exploded Persian that is.

Am wondering if wearing an umbrella as a hairpiece (to hide drama) is permitted front row..

xxx

Today’s shoes are Dsquared

Rock’n Roll aftermath

Rock’n Roll aftermath

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Doze off on couch balancing glass of red wine in one hand and remote control in the other, still arguing that the party is not over yet, obviously falling asleep in 5-4-3-2-1-zzzzzzzzzz. First thought in the morning: where am I? Second: what are all these heels doing here?

After realizing that all my post-shoot make up rubbed off on freshly cleaned cover (light beige couch is now Dior-foundation-brown and red Chanel lipstick also insisted on leaving its mark…) and yesterday’s perfect blow dry has teamed up with cozy woolen blanket (read: nest), I try to recapitulate Rock ‘n’ Roll Saturday.

Doing a shoot in photographer-to-be-the-one’s utterly inspiring atelier: check.
Champagne: check.
Balancing D’squared heels on head for portrait: check.
More champagne: check.
Dashing off in BFF’s cabrio (perfect assistant and muse during shoot): check.
Spending 20 minutes in too small convertible between boxes of over expensive shoes (knees folded to nose): check.
Dropping over expensive shoes at home to head for dinner with friends: check.
Wine: check.
King size shrimp: check
More wine: check.
More inspiring conversations and more friends joining: check.
Uninhibited laughter and what the heck, another bottle of wine: check.
Not wanting to go home: check.
Home, ergh…. check?

Will have to simultaneously call personal assistant, cleaning lady and social heel service to take care of the situation. Here’s to the Rock ‘n’ Roll aftermath, where’s my drink?

xxx

Today’s shoes are… very flowery indeed

Should I stay or should I go?

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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…)