Barbara Bruederlin, my own very favorite Bad Tempered Zombie and fellow music entoosiast is next to fall prey to my series of
Shopping For Others.
I do, I really do try to pay a bit of attention, and although I completely mis-fired out of the box when suggesting the cost of Roberta X's Ann Demeulemeester boots could be defrayed by them being shared with a less-than-delighted Tam,(woopth!) I do want to assign shoes to people for whom they would bring delightments and other assorted nice sensations.
In that spirit, I remember Barbara fairly horrified over the ideer of heels. Here, then, is my compromise:
Wingtip Oxford from Robert Clergerie in (I believe) satin and nubuck suede. Om nom nom. *slurp*
I have to say that when I worked for Steamin' Carcass, in a blissed-out shopping haze I blindly stumbled into the shoe department during Last Call (their ultimate mark-down sale) and on one of those 30/30 sale days they have for employees (30% off and then 30% off that price, net effect being around 50% off marked price) and ended up laying out a cool $100-ish on the most gorgeous pair of shoes I've ever owned-- and the finest, which happened to be by one Robert Clergerie, originally priced in the $500-ish range. They were oxfords immaculately wrought by hand of a dove-colored leather and with a chunk heel. They looked like the oh-so-practical shoes my great granny Smith wore, and that the ladies of her generation were wont to wear, albeit with an updated twist. They were so well-made that I had cat's paw soles put on when the leather got a little worn, and I had the cat's paw replaced two more times. I walked all over campus in them and stood through long opera rehearsals with none so much as a bit of foot discomfort. In truth, those RC shoes are pretty worn looking and much-loved by now. I haven't worn them in years, but they will hold pride of place as the non plus ultra of my shoe collection, and they are one of two pair I will never get rid of.
So, in the spirit of appreciation for a finely wrought pair of shoes, I present Barbara with these lovely oxfords, which I recommend she only buy if she has the cash on hand, because I don't want to be responsible for anyone racking up high-interest credit, including myself. Or maybe she can wait for the markdown sale at Bergdorf's.
Marvy stuff. Cool, stylish, and even a bit on the arty side for a real music afficionado.
5 comments:
Oh, they are perfect! Grey is my favourite colour, and they look ever so ideal for dancing at concerts.
Thanks loads for the shoes, my darling, even though I was led to believe that shopping for others meant actually laying down the cash for said items, harrumph.
barbara - Glad you like them. You know, if I had the money to spare, I WOULD buy all shoes for the appropriate party. I'd like to have these shoes my ownself. *le sigh*
I'm glad you still like me, having no shoe fashion sense whatsover.
My shoe experience comes in. .
brown. . black. . and uh. . no that has biohazard on them.
I like those too - I'm borrowing Barbara's shoes!
brigid - I'll try and find the perfect balance of form and utility in a shoe for you. And shoe sense notwithstanding, what's not to like about you? You're one of my heroines!
breda - They are oober-cool, aren't they? I can see them with a girly version of a dove-gray tuxedo, or some such. Very Thin White Duchess.
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