Diary of a shoe whore: Piercing my sole
0 Comments Published by *ms.b on Wednesday, July 8, 2009 at 9:16 AM.
Though I am absolutely bored to death with faddish shoes -- like the ‘Jesus’ sandal, which has managed to trickle it’s way down to Target and have an ungraceful death at Payless -- I will never tire of the platform nosebleed stilettos. Firstly, all stilettos, and especially the tight-rope variety, lengthen your legs in ways God hasn’t imagined. Secondly, they make any item look glamorous – even that damn ‘boyfriend’ look, which we must admit doesn’t work on every body type. And finally, there are designers like Guillaume Hinfray, who make you want to abandon all things orthopedic.

Ah yes, to be the strategically placed signature piercing on a Guillaume Hinfray sling back – what stories would I, said piercing, have to tell. Maybe, a bit about my designer’s Normandy roots, or how he journeyed through the world of French Couture and some how landed the upper echelon of Italian shoe manufacturing. It is a mixture of his ‘melting-pot’ background that provides Hinfray with his inspiration. And one could only wonder what part of his background his signature piercing hails from.

There is more to his shoe collection than his beguiling choice of accent jewelry. One could completely overlook that detail, and focus on his otherwise classic sense of design and his fine shoemaking. With names like Johanne, Simon, and Agata, Himfrays timeless pieces are geared towards the urban sophisticate – maybe one with a couple of chains and a ball gag in her closet.

For more on Guillaume Hinfray, checkout his website at www.guillaumehinfray.com.
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