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Almost there…

Almost there....


Stores have been playing ear-torturing Christmas songs since October and I suppose hearing Mariah Carey yodelling “All I want for Christmas...” three months ago should have set off all alarm bells early. Code red to get ready and prepared for the big day - probably the only event I can’t postpone (my last minute favorite) or arrive fashionably late for.

But with a shower of online styling suggestions, gift-tips, make-up tutorials (Miley or Kartrashian look this year to delight family?) and all streets and windows festively illuminated, even I can’t avoid the ticking deadline. Less than a week to go before Christmas and I’m still running around for presents (ideas anyone?) fumbling with paper and scissors (any volunteers to wrap them for me?) and am really worried that the only “red nosed” under the Christmas tree will be me now that Amsterdam has found out what fun Advent markets are (aka consumption of Glühwein!).

Well, I guess all I want for Christmas is a little more time on my hands. And that terrific pair of L’enfant terrible heels of course.


Today’s shoes are L’enfant Terrible

Get them last minute here - they will match your reindeer look!

Vive la France!

Vive La France!


BF had to lock

the car all the way to Paris (Oh! Paris! Fashion Metropolis! ) -the only reason I agreed to spend a holiday in France, -to not make me jump out of the car to dash into Bondini, (shoes!) Dior (shoes!) Louis Vuitton (shoes!), etc and spend all our holiday money on a single pair of heels. Very possibly on just one shoe of the new a\w collection only. Or, a brooch for that matter (souvenir!). Or, just simply to have inhaled the luxury odor of some fancy French brand by entering it’s flagship once.

With his feet on the gas pedal like Superman to rescue someone (erg.. well, moi indulging in all the superficial) we arrived in the middle of nowhere in the cutest village and most authentic small cottage in the heart of France to spend the next days calm and quiet.

Guess what. I managed to carry a “Baguette” anyway. It might not be the Fendi version, but it lingers in my arms just like it. And it’s definitely the only accessory needed in St Savinien on the first morning of your French holiday. Vive la France!

Today’s shoes are Relish.