Showing posts with label No one came here for personal anecdotes and no one came here to hear about shoes all the livelong day either. Show all posts
Showing posts with label No one came here for personal anecdotes and no one came here to hear about shoes all the livelong day either. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Off-topic: This is why I had to speak out.

(Yes, I'm talking about shoes again.)

See.

First they take a kitten heel and put it on a wedge sandal, and you think...that's awful, but it just seems like an isolated fashion aberration so I'm not going to do anything about it.

But THEN DONNA KARAN just goes and puts a TEVA-STYLE SANDAL on a WEDGE SANDAL? And suddenly everyone who didn't speak out about the sick mating of the kitten heel with the wedge sandal shares responsibility.




OK, once again I am reverting to super stevedore language so close your eyes and plug your ears if you're delicate:

Sweet fancy Moses, what the fuck is that catastrophe of a shoe, Donna Karan?

....

What did the wedge sandal DO to these people that they want to punish it so? I know Diane von Furstenberg disparaging calls them "prosthetic-looking," but honestly, I've never heard anyone else say one bad word about the wedge.

It's fun, it's kicky. Sure, it's a little ankle-twisty, but whatever: avoid uneven surfaces and never ever for a minute stop paying attention to what you're doing and you'll be fine.

So why? WHY? Why must you mangle a perfectly adorable summertime shoe this way?

(Photo from Vogue this month, shot by Steven Meisel)