Although I claim to be a die-hard anti-consumerist, I have one true hypocrisy, one severe weakness, one despicable vice - Shoes & boots. I am going to share my collection with you. Every pair has a special place in my patent leather heart.
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Native American-Made Childrens Moccasin. Owned since I was 4yrs old. Enemy of the cowboy boot. |
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Toddler Cowboy Boots. Owned since I was 4yrs old. Enemy of the Moccasin. |
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Velveteen Corduroy Slippers. Very very well used. |
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Nail-Bottom Dress-Shoes. Vintage, over 40yrs old. Picked up in a junk-shop. |
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Clomper Shoes. I removed the buckles in a fit of distaste. |
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Polished Patent-Leather Bordello-Creepers. Worn for work as a doorman at the theatre. |
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Long-Shoes. Clearly fashioned while at Art School. |
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Suede Brogues. American made, bought in Transylvania. They weigh a ton. |
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High-Top Winkle-Pickers (Hippy-Kickers). Oh so very Art School. All show, no comfort. |
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Round-Head Chelsea Boots. Had to cut top open after drunken injury that resulted in massive ankle swelling. |
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Dealer Boots. Worn exclusively with black denim. |
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Snakeskin Italos. Fell in love with the shoeshop girl, then the shoes. Florence, 2007. |
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Rough-Rider Boots. Hiked up the snow-covered Carpathian Mountains in these, sadly they didn't survive. |
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Army Boots. Almost lost to artist Rich Cormack who took an extreme liking to them. |
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Soft-Leather Cowboy Boots. My fist pair of adult cowboy boots. Kept for sentimentality's sake. Rest in Peace. |
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New Mexican Rancher Boots. Re-soled in adoration two times. |
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Texan Oilman Boots. Have traveled thousands of miles with me, my absolute favourites. |
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Outback Cowboy Boots. Dingo Brand, savagely hard Cuban heels for that tough Aussie terrain. |
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Vintage Motorcycle Boots. Huge, heavy and top-quality. I feel like an outlaw in them. c1970's. |
a ZINGARO COLLECTION | 2011
1 comment:
Great post - and just remember... "Don’t squat with your spurs on" x
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