As we all know, I’m really into Greek keys. My current Greek key obsession is these evening boots: *Swoon* I lurve them. Everything about them. The red heels. The invisible side lacing. The curlicues between the Greek key borders. The way the Greek keys turn on the toes. The stripe up the front. Happiness. There is a stripe up the back too. Happiness. It’s more of a platonic lurve from afar though. Like the way you drool over a hot celebrity, but actually don’t want to meet them in person and would just blush and freak out and disappear yourself if they showed up in person and approached you. I like the idea of the shoes, but really, I couldn’t handle them in person. It’s just too much shoe for me.
Some vintage items really challenge our cultural perceptions of an era. Take these boots. We think of the Edwardian women as status and propriety bound carryovers of the Victorian era, clad in layers of white and pastel frills, and encouraged to be eminently retiring and delicate and feminine. These boots turn all of that on its head. They are feminine, that’s for sure, but there is nothing retiring, pastel, or frilly about them! They are so loud, and high, but the lack of ornamentation is also very elegantly restrained. And the curves! They are basically the shoe version of Camille Clifford’s figure! Can you imagine the sensation that Camille would have cause if she had worn these? My legs certainly don’t have the right curves to pull them off! I wonder who did wear them, or what market they were intended for? Perhaps they were the sort of shoes that ‘nice’ women would never consider. Hehe, turn-of-the-century slapper boots!