Showing posts with label tranny heels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tranny heels. Show all posts

Monday, March 1, 2010

Say It Ain't So Akimbo

This is what I have to look forward to? Kill me now.

Style.com's Style File Blog is apparently determined to ruin what's left of my interest in the global fashion weeks. Claiming that the sky-high heel craze, like the pashmina or Gwyneth Paltrow's career, is dead. First Marc Jacobs, now this? What's the point of wearing clothes anymore? I might as well gain 300 lbs, join a nudist colony and dedicate my life to something...real. Shiver.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Shooze Akimbo // Shieldz' Shooze

The other day, high on Nyquil and a new pair of diamond encrusted wrist bands by Dior Joallerie, Dolly stumbled east to attend the Shooze and Booze event as thrown by designer Eileen Shields.

Through the haze of cucumber alcohol and an apocalyptic stomach virus (thanks, Pam) were these divine numbers on sale in PONY HAIR:


WE APPROVE AND SAY NEIGH
Swathed already in the coats of dead baby fox puppies, AnA covets these hairy horse heels in their colorful clip-clop glory. We can imagine for Spring a modern New York City housewife preparing an organic dinner, donning a leather apron and serving absinthe cocktails in these!
FABULOUSLY FELINE
Now for the more downtown and sidewalk friendly set were fun little lace ups in soft, dyed leathers. We're a bit tired of the beaten down, secondhand animal skins we've been seeing on you dirty east villagers! Go easier around those edges!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Year of the Tranny Heel

2009 is the year of the tranny heel: dangerously high, spiky, oddly shaped, perfect for stomping homophobes and other sloppy, inbred types. Here resident alien Heidi Klum poses on Rodeo Drive for German Vogue in Alexander McQueen's awesomely amazing 12-in thigh-high boot.

Ferocious.

P.S. AnA wants its pose back:

who dat