It's rare that I get to hang out with girlfriends in London. Usually, it's just a mad dash as I try to fit everything in before hopping back on the train to come home. If it wasn't for the small community of moms here that pitch in to look after each other's kids, none of us will be able to work or get away. The press day was merely an excuse. We converged at Bond St tube station early afternoon to hit the Nicholas Kirkwood sample sale held at the Music Room, a stone's throw away from Selfridges.
We pitched forward into the den of shoes only to find out that.......it was oddly....quiet. This is my third Nicholas Kirkwood sample sale and I was expecting...perhaps....a crowd? Josephine and Wendy dashed off to different tables (they have normal sized feet) while I was one of two ladies circling around size 35/35.5 section. At times like these, I'm bloody pleased that I have small feet. I have a HUGE selection before me to pick from. Flats, mid heels and yes, the towering heels that were mostly untouched. I saw several pairs that came from the previous sample sale with the same price tag. Prices for the most part, were high. Some of the unappealing flats were £95 but mid heels were priced between £195 and £225.
Please excuse my horrific pedicure. *cringe*
The white laser cut heels (£350, on the right) received a nod of approval from both friends. No doubt the heels were striking and
out of this world gorgeous. They would've stayed firmly on my feet........in my alternate reality where I lead a glamorous life filled with caviar and champagne. Here in Winchester....where most ladies have been thoroughly
mommified (
no, not in the Egyptian way) with a kid or two (
or 3 depending on how much you like kids), these heels would've looked out of place with Barbour jackets and sweatshirts. Sigh. Maybe in my next life......
The pointy snakeskin flats got the thumbs up from Wendy. BUT....having dueled with cobras before (
a few made their way into my kitchen back in Borneo), I have an extreme aversion to anything scaly that slithers. Besides, creases had started to form around the toe box too. £225 was a bit steep for me. Unfortunately, neither friend had any luck since comfortable shoes in their sizes were slim picking at best.
So......we hung out at Fernandez & Wills over at the Emporium. If shopping was a big fat failure, comfort eating usually works. By the way, their gluten free lemon and olive oil cake is d-i-v-i-n-e. Next up, Selfridges where we checked out things we couldn't afford - £5000 jackets at Chanel. I got to try out the larger of the two Celine Trio bag for the first time. Sigh. LOVE. One day, you'll be mine.