This time, I can totally explain my absence. I've been culling, packing and redecorating. It's been a week-long project that has gotten my senses reeling in excitement because it's got me discarding the superflous and keeping the needful. Old treasures have been dug out and given a new lease of life. Items of sub-standard quality from my early days as a working adult are gone, and it's got me relooking at new items I might need for the future. Through multiple cycles of culling, some things find their way back into my closet time and time again. And I thought, now would be as good a time as any to introduce to you some of my wardrobe staples starting with the nude shoe.
The Nude Shoe??? What??? Are you crazy? Black! Black is a classic. True that, but the nude shoe is HEAPS better. What it does, is that it basically blends in with the foot, giving you a nice visual height boost! Realising that, I now have just as many nude shoes, in different permutations, as I do the black shoe. Wait, no, that's a lie. I have more black shoes than nude.... just a teeny bit more. And what better way to work them, then with all the pretty things that came yesterday!
The Nude Pump:
(Wearing: Maison Martin Margiela embroidered face vest, Black Milk Muscle & Bone catsuit, Aldo nude pumps)
Here's something a little closer to the actual colour:
The nude shoe is one of those things that, if found in the correct shade, can help elongate the legs and give that added height without any kinda of bone reconstruction or knee-cap surgery. *Insert: Muscle and Bone catsuit* I was truly struggling with this catsuit, because, let's face it, I'm not exactly Halle Berry a la Catwoman. In fact, I would describe myself as more Munchkin height. And truth be told, I thought I looked a little stumpy in the suit, as it were. So I thought, if I could just make myself that LEETLE bit taller. And, well, this is as good as it is gonna get! Not perfect, but I find the final silhouette just that little bit more tolerable. If your option is the towering nude pump, I wouldn't exactly describe the experience as painless, but beauty, as they say, often comes with a price.
The Nude Boot:
(Wearing: Black Milk Suicide of Morozumi dress, Topshop Anaconda booties)
I cannot begin to explain the pros of owning a nude boot. For one, it's all badass without being Wild Wild West. And, it's for lack of better phrase, comfy. As it's a little chunkier than the pump, it helps to balance proportions out a little better, a big 'DO' if you're kinda top-heavy. I don't know about you, but I kinda like a bit of chunk in my shoes because it lends itself more personality, and actual stablity. A bit about the Morozumi dress. I know moot about Japanese history (the little sis is an expert though), but I do love its rather fussy print because it hides the gut. Best reason to own a Suicide of Morozumi dress if I ever heard one.
The Nude Crazy Shoe:
(Wearing: Black Milk La Trappistine dress, Topshop leather paperbag boot)
Lest you be tempted to assume that all nude shoes are basics, let me interject at this juncture with a big "WRONG!!!" Admittently, this is certainly a shoe you either get or don't get, but I've never seen a little fun in the wardrobe hurt anyone. So, when in doubt, pick out a fun shoe. Or in my case, a paperbag shoe. Me little sister calles these hooves, and shuns me when I attempt to wear them out of the house to have lunch or the like with her. My reply? YOLO!!!
So, I've been a bad panda with the posting. But, things will get better... I hope. Vacation OVER, it's back to work for me tomorrow. So, I leave you with this! Happy It's-Almost-Friday!!!