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Bachelorette Party

Bachelorette Party

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My dear friend Kim’s last big night out as an unmarried woman might very well have been a synopsis of all bachelorette movies ever made, and I am absolutely tempted to add the whole content of “The Hangover” part 1-3. Than again taken from the bits and pieces I can actually recall.

A bunch of giddy gals (all of them armed with a second pair of comfy heels, determined to dance all night long: well done sisters!) changing the canals (boat trip!) and dance floors of Amsterdam in one steamy catwalk of oestrogen’s... need to say more? YES, we ended quite literally behind the bar, YES, there were male body parts flashed, YES heels and toes got insured (hello blisters and corns), and when did I actually think it’s a good idea to climb up that DJ-booth?

About that tiger in the bathroom next day: Well, I didn’t really check yet: but there is definitely a very heavy, very fat cat sitting in my neck purring maliciously. Please no one ever uses the word Mochito again, thank you very much.
xxx

Today’s shoes are Valentino
P.S.: Today's picture was taken by the lovely Caroline Kater. Car, do you remember? :-)

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Happy Thirty Nica!

Happy Thirty Nica!

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Today is yet another big day for BBFF (bestbitchfriendforever, and “bitch” in my vocabulary is reserved for the best gals - or best shoes- only...). After getting hitched and honeymooning in Morocco, my sweetie might as well get the sky highs out tonight again, celebrating TADAAAA:
30 years of being lovely.

Occupational duties will keep me from attending the event (*sob*sob*), but must pet my darling mentally at least: 30 is a huge thing for every lady so I thought some wisdom (from my humble experience in life - aka, am older bitch) might very well be shared.

Dear Nica!

Never leave the house naked (I mean it!).
Keep your head, your dreams and your heels high by any means and at all times.
Remember that no one can ruin your day without your permission, but if life is giving you lemons
anyway, keep asking politely where the fuck the additional Tequila and salt remains.

Play hard, play fair, play fabulous.
Don’t buy the biggest lie on earth: “When I get what I want, I’ll be happier”. This only counts if the thing you want comes with a red sole.
Believe in yourself no matter what: sometimes the majority only means that all the fools are on the same side. (Plus envy is a fat fake friend to gals with boobs AND brain).
Most importantly though: try to be an adult, but never ever grow up really.

You are one of a kind baby, please do not change for the next 30 years at all.
Keep it nice and dirty tonight. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY! Big Love!

xxx

Today’s shoes are Fiori Francesi via Daniele Dentici.
Seriously one of the most comfortable party heels I wore in a long long time.

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Pretty in Pink

Pretty in Pink

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The universe had put together quite a weird package for most of us this week (wonder if it's the star constellation or just a bad weather overkill). Emotional and occupational highs and lows followed each other as quickly as the odd 15 minutes of sunshine followed bouts of bad weather, and while I watch (with envy I must confess) Eva Herzegovina drown the prettiest pair of heels in the new Brian Atwood commercial, the world outside is drowning too. In water and snow that is. *sigh*

Having been hard at work, the pace of the last days has transformed wardrobe choices into a "Styling and Gomorra" situation and myself into some sort of bodyguard for my precious (aka heels, aka: you are not going out in that dreadful weather, you might catch a cold or worse: get ruined). On top of it all, the only parties I had to attend were the ones involving pyjamas.

Well, this is all going to change, because hurray (!) it's weekend, and time to swap grey for color (pink, my ladies always does the job, believe me) tea for cocktails, and rubber boots for the sky highs. Let's exaggerate, be pretty in pink and party like Studio 54 still exists, shall we? Only question remaining: which, oh which heel to wear???

Happy weekend everyone!

xxx

Today's shoes are still to be chosen....

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Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

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Fog is hanging in big misty clouds and everybody is asleep. Everybody? No. One house is lit with tons of candles and you can hear people singing inside:

Happy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuuu,
I know you don't speak shoe,
don't fuss around like I do:
one of the million reasons I love youuuuuuuuuuuuu!

OK, that would be me singing, but with my sister's big day finally here (welcome to the Forty and Fabulous club!) and her having had a fridge full of bubbly installed in the living room (fantastic concept!) you can imagine coming up with some Pulitzer-worthy that rhymes is a bit of a long slur... eh, shot. We've been celebrating for three days now and am just incredibly happy to still be able to stand in my (incredible) high heels and to have gotten my lovely sis out of her average Birkenstock's (will mark today red in agenda) and straight into her Bruno Magli's. B-day-licious and am so proud of her! Very good reason to pop open another bottle of bubbly. (Don't worry, am not going to sing again).

Happy Birthday my sweet! Love you to bits!

xxx

Today's shoes are Gianni Marra
Like them? GET THEM!

Not the average monday

Not the Average Monday

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Am blessed, spoiled party gal, who has just had the nicest 48 hours of celebrations.
Well, what else to do with some time on my hand, and a suitcase full of heels eagerly waiting to be walked in übercool city Berlin? Right.

I haven’t seen much of the city yet (except the only cafe providing internet... Can you believe it: no connection what.so.ever in loft we are staying at), only clubs and bars - and not to forget all the lovely people who have flown in from London and Amsterdam for the opening of Hesse Studios. Ditching the party heels for more comfy style (haha), celebrate a reunion with Rockbitch and my sweet friend BLDITW (Best looking drummer in the world) who’s in the band “Die Happy” and I hadn’t seen in years. So lovely, and nobody wants to go home really.

48 hours later it’s Monday, and am exhausted, but happy gal (as usual regretting the last glass of wine), waking up in übercool sunny Berlin. Not that I have seen anything of the city yet...

xxx

Today’s shoes are ASOS

Happy Birthday Role Model!

Happy Birthday Role Model!

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Grew up super close to my 3 cousins, especially the eldest who lived with us during her studies. I very much believe that BB (beautiful Birgit) is responsible for my passion for fashion and styling: exploring (and secretly sneaking into) her wardrobe was my guilty pleasure, as was it to watch her and her sisters transform every weekend from natural beauties into Kim Wilde-kissed-by-Ziggy Stardust / exploded disco ball. Well, it was the eighties, and heavy make up and a perm were super chic.

BB’s lifestyle seemed so cool: going out until the morning (headache and aspirin the following day), guys queuing up to pick her up in fancy cars and am sure they all wanted to marry her. Yes, for me it was very clear: when I grew up I wanted to be just like her.

30 years later and celebrating her 50th birthday, BB is still some hot piece in heels (still love to sneak into her closet and wear her extraordinary stuff), and if that’s what I may become in ten years time, I only can say: bring it on babe! Happy Birthday Role Model!

Oh! Only one thing I have always ALWAYS regretted: Why, just why do you have to have a shoe size 42? Just imagine...

xxx

Today’s shoes are Peter Kaiser / Liebeskind

Today’s photo was taken by BB’s daughter, the lovely Nora Blaschke. I’m wearing her shoes instead. Hehe.

Massive Madness

Massive Madness

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Although Cannes itself is a massive and mad experience with more parties to attend than time and stamina allow, there is one event in particular that stands out and tops them all: the Massive Music party.

Showing off that you scored a ticket is more prestigious than running around with a festival pass for the whole week. But if you got lucky…… man! What&a&party!

This year they created The World’s Biggest Agency (operating just for one night), celebrating with the top of the advertising business such as “Chief Executive Bitch”, “Most Valuable Content Gimp”, “Chief Nonsense Ambassador” or “Fucking Amazing Codswallop Powder Monkey”.

Oh, and there was the world’s biggest sound system, smashing-down-the-walls-and-bursting-your-ear-drums making anyone jealous watching the spectacle from afar. And the world’s biggest copying machine (aka DJ booth) making Bill Clinton wish (rumor has it he was there) he had brought Monica.

And so much fun.
And so much wine.
And so much dancing.
So much Massive Madness that I&can’t&concentrate&nor&write&anymore&due&to&overwhelming&experience.

Thank you Massive Music for making my week on Wednesday already!

xxx

Today’s shoes are ZARA