like the newest additions of my shoe closet.

One is Alexandre Birman‘s python ballerinas I’ve been craving for ever since I spotted them on Net a Porter like 3 months ago. They were available in blue and neutral as well, but the red ones are my favorite. So I was used to check out  they were still available once in a while. Red. Still there ok! and size 9? … still available nice! Displaying of the bigger picture and then zooming in on them. Checking the shape of them, the red color on different screens, putting them in my basket, having a last thought about it and  thinking: £300 for a pair of ballerinas. No way. Et hop in the wish list. Ho!, I did that yet last time! Double checking at the beginning of the summer sale. Not on sale. Boohooo. After 1st further reduction. Still not on sale. And the blue ones? the neutrals? Not on sale. Anyway I want the red ones. And 2 weeks ago, I checked my wish list: on sale! couldn’t believe it. 30% reduced. Size 9 still available. It was a sign. In my basket the sweeties. I wouldn’t pay the delivery just for one stuff. No no no. Those pants are nice £70. Hop. And this ACB necklace looks good actually £36. Not a big deeeaal. Hop. This bracelet looks lovely. The day after, apart size 5.5, the ballerinas were all sold out were they red, neutral, blue, and mine were at home collected from London Premier by my boyfriend.

The other pair is Giuseppe Zanotti peep toe suede booties. – 50% on sale.  I spotted them at the Rue Saint Honore’s Zanotti store when I was in Paris back in May. I tried them on, told the store director how wonderfully good looking they were and left high chinned, empty handed. Then, I spotted them on the Vogue best dress list (I guess) at Karolina Kurokova’s feet! The b…. (Sorry Karolina if you ever read me one day. I don’t think you are. but it’s just the way I felt).

And here they are sitting up to my bedroom windowsill, because they’re worth it! Perfect with the nude dress I’ll put on at the 3rd princess wedding of the summer as my little cousin like to call her forthcoming nuptials.

Well, you remember that I got to Bond Street yesterday evening for Street Lights window display. I wanted to snap some shots, but after closing time to get the windows all for myself.
And what do jewelers do to windows at night? They lock off all goods away….
Luckily Tateossian, Asprey, Tifanny and Georg Jensen do not fear diamond diggers.

While I was shooting I felt like Zeta Jones in Entrapment planning a massive hijack of Bond Street ha ha ha. I was afraid to get guards coming “Gimme your camera Ma’am, you’re not allowed to take pics in this street”. How shame I’d have felt. The creations look amazing. Don’t they?

I’m obsessed with Chanel white gold and diamonds Coco ring. I like that luxury houses like Chanel borrows fake’s shape and lifts the whole with precious material like gold and diamond. I can’t imagine how much is this treasure.

This Cartier’s ad caught my eyes in that it’s not spectacular an ad. For a synonymous of luxury, I’d expect more sparkling jewels than mere engagement and wedding bands and their boxes. I mean it’s as if H&M would display a pouch rather than Daria in a sexy swimwear or Apple advertising the box of the iPad rather than the device itself.

Though, Cartier is such a house’s label, that I can picture wonders in those boxes.

No need to show bling bling off. Simple and classy. How powerful is that?

How dare can you buy jewelry without guilty feeling while the rest of the world (aka your Western country’s neighbor) is being laid off ? Walk in an Asprey store and donate to Education Partnership for Children of Conflict. Yes, I am talking about the jewelry label. It’s been teaming up with power couple Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt for creating a limited edition of snake line jewelry.

Going through work day to night out with elegance.

This is my ultimate wish list.

I go out the shower. I dry my hair. I moisturize my body with my favorite creamy lotion.

I catch up my Elle Mac Pherson Intimate underwear and choose right away my shoes. I’m out tonight. I need something comfy. This is going to be my black suede Camilla Skovgaard boots.

Skin-like eye shadow and a line of black eye liner on my upper lids. Lip colored lipstick, cloud of orange blush on my cheeks.

I slip on my black Miu Miu wool piqué dress, slide a Burberry brass wire necklace around my neck. I got just enough time to throw all my stuffs from my black bag to my brand new Chloe Paraty brick red python shoulder bag (I love it). I put on my Marni studded bone ring, and the Isharya 18 Kt gold plated floral filigree cuff I borrowed to my BFF Vero … well …. 2 months ago … (Thanks honey. you’re so sweet) while I admire myself in the mirror. Damn, I forgot the mascara. 1 minute application of a heavy black mascara. Last glimpe. Just Perfect. I’m out.On my way to the metro, I put Oliver People oversized Chelsea sunglasses on my nose.

Waow, what a day. I’m late. the dinner is in 20 minutes. I got just 5 minutes to change my outfit. Impossible. I just change the bag over a Judith Leiber crytsal embellished fold over clutch. Aaaah! Here you are burnt orange crocodile pattern Skovgaard sandals. I put them on. No, no. I can’t. My feet are crying. It is going to be flat golden leather jewel embellished ¬†ballerinas. So comfy. So classy. I switch the wire necklace against Kenneth Jay Lane diamanté strand necklace. My iPhone rings while I’m putting on my Nina Peters studded black leather gloves. “Hi Honey, Sorry I’m gonna be 10 minutes late. Crazy day. I’ll tell you. I catch up my Rochas wool and silk double breasted jacket and I’m on my way to the restaurant. See ya”

Oh nooo! 7 am. I switch off the waking up alarm. What a sweet dream. Thanks net-a-porter.com.