CHOO LOVES YOU

Anyone who knows me knows I have a penchant for anything studded. Black, black and blacker, smothered in shiny silver spikes and diamante rivets, my obsession for all things rock'n'roll has hit new heights. I blame those Christian Louboutin for Rodarte spike heels: (http://w4wtoronto.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/rodarte_cl1.jpg), I've never recovered.

So imagine my delight when the much-anticipated Jimmy Choo for H&M collection images were finally released, offering studs, studs and more studs!! On belts, bags, flats and heels, the shoes are everything you'd expect from Tamara Mellon. There's that box clutch in hot pink, zebra print, strappy leathers with gold buckles and ankle cut outs. Miss Mellon talks us through the collection here:




See more pictures here for yourself: http://www.blogger.com/www.marieclaire.co.uk/fashionweek/catwalk/24621/0/1/jimmy-choo-for-h-m.html

ALL TIED UP

Who can forget those YSL caged concoctions from a/w? Their suggestion of confinement and restriction is a sexy connotation from shoes that have sparked debate amongst the public. Of course the Fash Pack adore, but comments across the WWW sing to a different tune. Either way, the YSL cage shoe-boot is probably the most desirable since the infamous Trib.

So imagine my delight when I spy this in my inbox:

For only £25, these peep-toes are a tad more affordable than their £960 designer counterpart. But will I succumb? That peep-toe and those animal skin straps are questionable...but silhouette overcomes detail in this situation. Next stop New Look...

EXTREME MCQUEEN

I have a number of posts to slot in between my last and this one, but I couldn't let this picture go unpublished for more than ten seconds.

Alexander McQueen is a genius, we have known this for a long time, but these shoes are his newest masterpiece. You have to suffer for fashion dahlings, but these works of art might just be the death of me. I would buy them and wear them every single day, with bikinis and ballgowns and business dress. I don't care that they make my feet look like trotters, all that matters is do they have my size?!

(Words really can't decribe these beauties. I suggest keeping this image at your bedside until you can breathe again)