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When I'm actually a tourist, I'm sure I have one of those vibes I so often chuckle at in others: heightened awareness, heightened friendliness, heightened happiness. Why not be curious always?
Here I am, in my own backyard asking someone to photograph me for a possible small book about shoes (my rosa mosa shoes are not in this picture). That's the very vintage Brooklyn Bridge in the background.
Dear Amanda, fellow Yalie,
Congratulations on your five years as society columnist at The New York Sun. As you know, I had absolutely no idea that the 740 Park Avenue (building shown) party was being held at what has been called "the most famous address in New York City." In my heart, I'm still a midwestern girl; we don't always know these things. Thank you, dear Mr. and Mrs. Tisch for the party.
Oh, and you did wear the most fantastic shoes, as shown.
And there you were, just by chance, the very next day in Grand Central Station! Gotta love New York. And I do.
Avik, in the polo ensemble, also graduated from Yale.
P.S. Amanda said that the best part was that Mayor Bloomberg wrote a letter to her.
Alexandra Kotur is a top editor at Vogue magazine and she's wearing a Petria Boutiq dress in the magazine's October 2007 issue of Vanity Fair!
Alexandra is a Vanity Fair international best dressed choice for the second year. She found this rare piece at Petria Boutiq. Happily, the clothing I sell leads exciting lives once leaving my shop.
Rosa Mosa is a fabulous shoe design team based in Austria. The designers are Simon Springer and Yuji Mizobuchi. They are made by artisans near Vienna. I am a huge fan of the Basket shoe, handmade entirely of beautiful and thick leather. I discovered the brand while surfing the Internet and thought I should share my favorite work from this talented, avante-garde team.
The Basket shoe, as pictured, reminds me of what a modern elf might wear. They are silent on the street and ultra comfortable with a thick wool footbed. I haven't taken them off (except to sleep) since they arrived in the mail a couple of weeks ago. I haven't been so giddy over shoes for some time. People have stopped me on the street to ask where they are from. They gush, I gush, everybody's gushing over this sweet, oversized weave with just a touch of Mary Jane.
Follow-Up: I corresponded with Simone to see if she has any more of these great shoes. Here's her response: "Unfortunately we don´t remake Basket styles anymore. They are all
handmade as a limited edition."
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Enter the words "Yes We Can"
"In the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope."
Back on the old street, I saw this rainbow woman. I'd spotted her in the neighborhood before, but not when I wanted to take a picture.
On this day, I was sipping a really good cortado at abraco which is supposed to be lowercased and has a cedilla on the c. Anyway, this lady walked into my view and nearly out of it before I could whip out the camera and click on the fleeting image.
I recall, from past and closer sightings, that she has very long and curled toenails polished in at least one bright color (electric blue comes to mind). She doesn't seem to notice others, but clearly, others notice her. That is the point, isn't it? Or is this presentation solely about the necessity of self expression? This ensemble takes tie-dye to a whole new level; not unlike the swathed artist, I'd say that there's definitely a story under these bright, happy, clown-like colors. The word menacing comes to mind. Yup. The colors actually menace me at this point. Then again, in a city where the color spectrum often consists of shades of black, one could argue (maybe even successfully) that she's...how do I say? Intriguing.
Here's another reason why I just can't quit New York.
Daffy's published ads in November featuring "regular" people who have been faithful customers for many years (there are now many variations on the theme that American Express first pioneered--"member since...").
As I walked north on Canal Street to see the new Muji store, I saw this woman and said, "You're that woman!..." She wasn't sure of what I meant. "You were in the Daffy's ad," I continued. Oh, yes, she was. After I took the photo, she said, "At first, I thought you were talking about that show 'What Not to Wear.'" Nope, didn't see that. I remembered the unforgettable hair from the ad and was able to snap this photo across the street from the store. Serendipity.
