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. 


une femme said...

You've captured the poetry of these beautifully.

Anonymous said...

Amazing imagery.

And now I want these shoes!