In case you were starting to believe you could mindlessly buy any shoe branded by Donna Karan Collection, here’s the gold version of the Donna Karan Collection cork slides I bought.
Think of these Donna Karan Collection gold cork slides as a reminder to trust no one and always exercise your independent judgment by believing everything I tell you…
So I bought those Donna Karan Collection cork slides for their walkability.
Who says I’d be doing much standing in these…
With the exception of a few flats, all my shoes have at least a four-inch-high arch — not heel. Platforms are a shortcut to standing five inches taller, but you need at least four inches of exaggerated arch to tilt you onto your tip-toes and stretch your legs long.
And now I’ve broken my rule with these Donna Karan Collection cork slides. These Donna Karan cork slides have a 4¼-inch heel that cheats with a two-inch platform, but I’ll compromise for the sandals’ retro chunky heel that wears like air.
What do I dig most about these Donna Karan Collection cork slides, besides their ridick comfort letting me walk for hours along a Basque beach during my July vacay?
The way the silk-linen straps hook the back of that cork heel. So choice…
Apparently my German Shepherd Major Dukes shares my judgment that while most Prada products suck, these Prada Lucite shoes were enjoyable.
Despite being better educated than most people, admired at right- and left-coast Soho Houses, and bored with his custom Porsche dog seat, it turns out Major is a beast.
Until this morning, I thought Major was a West Point grad in a dog costume. Who knew…
If you check the Giuseppes in my closet, you’ll find a different brand from the miscellany littering Mr. Zanotti’s boutiques. Giuseppe’s Madison Avenue home is a mess of camo-print peep-toes, Swarovski skull ballet flats, and lacy sandal boots, while my collection of Giuseppes are choice: chrome leather sandals, basic black shearling boots, sculpted wooden wedges, solid satin slippers, and –
A herd of mules.
I’ve been on a mule kick — ’cause I’m lazy. LA’s weather is ridick and beautiful — like most of its residents — so I can spend the year in stiletto slippers. I’m jogging all day in these Donna Karan Collection elastic black mules, which cost less than lunch — eBay ‘em for $45…
I’m uncomfortable in flats, but I bought these Giuseppe Zanotti riding boots so I can ride Major Dukes, my German Shepherd, sidesaddle.
Actually, I bought them for hiking the Grand Canyon with him in March.
I plan on photographing all that natural beauty: I’ll limit my smoky eye to three shades of shadow, and cut Major’s collars down to two.
That big slash in the earth might make it into some pictures, too…
In a shiny, soft gray, with a big black button and baby platform, something about this Stella McCartney rubber wedge boots vibes a little 35-year-old girl.
But the real crime is that these aren’t leather…
The way that this Lanvin rubber wedge boot is almost only one width drives me mad…
I had to warm up to this Celine rubber wedge boot, but I fig the stamped logo will miss most people’s notice, and any of its cheese is outweighed by a rubber wedge boot equal parts pretty and practical. Pretty Woman patent black leather is waterproof, and a platform rubber wedge has treads so you can trek through snow.
I’ve to to consider function over form, sometimes. Los Angeles winters are harsh…
The concept of Black Fleece is smart: Brooks Brothers gone bro. But a kitten-heeled, peep-toed spectator pump? I get the wit, but that heel is more dated, ironic or not…