Sunday, July 17, 2011

The Golden Horn, by Chanel Wharton-James

I thought that the name and look of these heels and sandals by Chanel was very Wharton-Jamesian.

On an innocent American lass the sandals might yearn to visit the Coliseum at dusk. 

Or knowledge about a golden bowl, almost received as a wedding gift, might suddenly enter one's ken while wearing the heels.

Perhaps the heels might try to brazenly enter Old New York society, having just moved from the middle west. 
    

2 comments:

une femme said...

You've captured the poetry of these beautifully.

Anonymous said...

Amazing imagery.


And now I want these shoes!

Christine