These are not shoes, these are statements of intent
As I was eating my scrambled eggs and leafing through 15/09 issue of Grazia, I nearly choked on the price of a pair of shoes in Oliva Richardson’s Lust List. The Head of Fashion at Liberty picked a pair of made-to-order Nicolas Kirkwood shoes (pictured here) but in a velvet rich purple.
If you’re out of touch with your inner dominatrix, now’s your chance to do some damage, but at £4,700 - yes four thousand and seven hundred pounds – these babies will ruin your finances more than your parquet floor; even worse, you will be incapable of going back to ‘vanilla’ shoes again.*
These are not shoes, they are statements of intent. These shoes will eat your ballerina pumps for breakfast. Kirkwood studied fine art at Central Saint Martins and shoemaking at the Cordwainersbefore starting his own shoe collection from his home. “I’ve always been interested in structure, in very linear shapes,” he said. “Whether it’s furniture or accessories or whatever, I love things that have a practicality to them.”
I hope he doesn’t mean practical in the popping-to-the-shops-for-a-pint-of milk sense but I get that these are purposeful and solid rather than whimsical and flouncy. No embellishments, no diamante. You know where you are with these, which at £4,700 is just as well ‘cos I wouldn’t be going anywhere but round the house. Ah ha! Now I get what he means by practical…
* ‘Vanilla’ means normal as opposed to kinky in S&M speak. Keep up people.
Image Credit: nicholaskirkwood.com
