I really need some watertight winter shoes I can walk around town in without getting tired, and I’m currently tossing up between docs or similar, or some kitschy new rave kicks. While I was looking on Sunday, I accidentally fell in love withe these somewhat less practical boots:
They’re even more killer in person. After trying them on I managed to drag myself away from the store, but ended up thinking about them all night, so I had to race back and order them the next day.
The amazing thing is the brand, Chaos & Harmony, is a new New Zealand label based in Mount Maunganui of all places! I coveted quite a few items from their Winter 09 collection (I think their first?), almost every shoe in it has a strappy/buckly/snakeskinny edge to it which doesn’t feel very beach babe at all. Maybe not such a huge surprise since one of the two designers studied at the Institute of European Design, in Rome. Anyway, I’ll definitely be keeping an eye on the label… and am holding my breath til my pair arrives in stock!
Candy Lane has her own special level of unrepentantly draggy awesomeness. I have a lot of respect for that. And also the fact that she’s performed for the British Royal family. And also how she was totally the first person to call Shane & Nerrida out on getting it on, ON LIVE TV, while they were each still with other people, in a way that made it all seem terribly tawdry. (From the look on his face, even Jason Gunn thought that she’d gone Too Far. I suspect for Candy Lane, Too Far is never quite far enough.)
Anyway, so I totally bought these pants:
Except I got them in a short-shorts version, by which I mean, “If you think THESE are trashtastic…” They’re actually really great! The material is super comfortable, and the gold blingy bits on the end of the cord are quality fake gold, not all plasticky. They’re my running shorts, officially, and I kind of thought I was buying them ironically, but reviewing the paragraphs above, I think maybe C.Lane has won me over for reals.
So when I turned up to my self-defence class wearing them last Saturday, and my tutor (who only semi-jokingly said his past students referred to him as Sir Sensei, but we don’t HAVE to, like, no crap Yoda) looked at me and said “Well that’s one way to call attention to your rear end,” well. All I can say, is he better be looking out when I graduate and actually know how to punch.
I bought these shoes on Sunday. I am pretty sure if I ever need to kill aliens, this is the footwear I will choose for the occasion.