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J’adore Dior

J'adore Dior

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The PC Hooftstraat in Amsterdam is to us ladies what the Museum-district is to others: A mouthwatering assembly of art pieces showing all the big masters in one place. Amongst Louis Vuitton and Chanel the shopping Walhalla added another French iconic mastermind to it’s temporary collection, and with the likes of Jennifer Lawrence, Carice van Houten and Charlize Theron as ambassadors, it’s a big one.

Only the most beautiful showed up to prettify the event: the runway jewellery (usually only admired in adverts): a hand whisk away, the timeless “lady dior bag”: only one reach for your credit card away (er... not really), plus the current shoe collection (sigh sigh sigh). As inspiring as the pieces of couture (think VERY gallery: just look, don’t touch, handsome man in black gloves will do that job for you) was the audience bringing a touch of French allure (aka all wrapped in Dior from perfume to collar) to my usually so down to earth city.

Nothing better to make you feel like a bit of a French cinderella (oui, oui, goodiebag!), dissolving into couture dreams while disappearing in the night, whispering: J'adore Dior.

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Today’s shoes are... you go take an educated guess.
The Dior boutique is open from February 22th onwards.

Once a Shoe-addict…

Once a Shoe-Addict....

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When it comes to fashion I am very much like any other decent junkie: always on the run for the next fix. And I may very well show typical symptoms (aka become moody and unbearable) when my needs are neglected for too long.

Usually it helps to dive into some fashion mags to calm down a little (like methadone for the restless fashion soul), but nothing feels better than actual shopping. Or just going on a fashion stroll to get inspired.

Luckily Amsterdam is full of opportunities to get high on trends and styles -spending way too much money ... but a true addict knows his or her sources well, so I thought I might very well share them.

If you are a bitch on a budget head to the Albert Cuyp market, as everything trendy will be sold there for a fraction of the designer price. If you are married to a football-player (and in the possession of his credit card) Azurro in the PC Hoofdstraat will calm your label-addiction. Wanna make Rachel Zoe jealous? Then dive into the small stores in the Nine Streets, for some alternative vintage finds.

But since I found out that my favorite “affordable-designer-item-dealer” YDU sells shoes too, I guess you will find me there first. Nothing better than getting a double load of satisfaction.

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Today’s shoes are L’enfant Terrible

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Gone Tanning

Gone Tanning

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Long before I moved to the Netherlands and only walked my high heels on Amsterdam's cobble stones as a tourist, I always thought the Dutch were freaking crazy to sit outside whenever there was just the smallest ray of sun. Armed with gloves and cuddled in thick down- gear they would even do so in winter (aka freezing, aka am getting rigid knees and frostbites just thinking about it).

But obviously when you have lived in a country where the weather is more bipolar than all the characters in "Silver Linings Playbook" combined, you come to understand. Take this morning: -10 degrees, snowstorm and I'm tempted to wear three pairs of socks and rubber boots to meeting. The Dutch girl on the scooter next to me is wearing ballerinas. Lunch time: 0 degrees, awful wind. Decide am in utter need of snow gear and score leopard booties at Ab Donkers in the PC Hooftstraat. Two rays of sun! I spot two cabriolets. Roof wide open. 20 minutes later, 3 degrees warmer and sunny (for 15 minutes): Halleluja that's practically summer! Now if you'll just excuse me, can't take any calls or emails at the moment: have gone tanning.

Turns out I'm more Dutch than I thought. No silver linings. Really.

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