There’s a Buffalo Exchange store on West 26th Street just a few doors down from the yoga studio that I visit most Saturday afternoons. When I’m a bit early for class, I like to pop in and check out the recent acquisitions. This past Saturday, my eyes popped out of my head when I spotted these Hot Pink Patent Leather Spike Heels. Not only are they absolutely gorgeous, and in perfect condition — the soles look like they’ve never even touched the sidewalk — but they are a size 16! Wow! I can’t imagine who would give them up, but I am sure they will make some lucky drag queen very, very happy!
With confident handling of a limited palette, Eva Gonzalez (1849 – 1883) elevates a pair of evening slippers into a mysterious and enigmatic portrait of modernity for The Pink Slippers (1880). A crucial element of a woman’s wardrobe, footwear was often fetishized because shoes and slippers were not meant to be seen, hidden as they war under voluminous dresses. Gonzalez emphasizes the intimate nature of these accessories by isolating them within dramatic play of light and shadow. An ethereal reflection is visible on the polished surface upon which the shoes rest.
Photographed as Part of The Exhibit Women Artists In Paris, on View Through September 3rd, 2018 at The Clark Institute, Located in Williamstown, Massachusetts.
I Love these Shoes!
I am not a shoe person, but this image of a cluster of tiny Barbie Shoes in many assorted shades of Pink is so breathtaking I would like to frame it and hang it up in the Chickpad. *Sigh.* The Pinkness.
You can never have too many pairs of Pink Shoes, amiright?
Fuckin’ Pink Shoes, Man!
“So, I had this strange dream that we were at some art installation and they were showing a Louise Bourgeois piece and then they brought her out in a wheel chair.
After the thing, you disappeared and I was looking for you because you had my camera and I wanted a photo op with Louise. She had on these pink clogs that were like elevator shoes… somehow, I put them on and then I saw you in the distance in a parking lot. I said to Louise that I’d be right back. I was calling your name but you didn’t hear me, and I was running through the parking lot screaming your name. Louise was then chasing after me in her wheel chair trying to get her shoes back, I really wish there were services from the Lifestyle Home Lift every where she goes, that way she wouldn’t struggle that much.
And then I woke up.”