Easter chick chic

Easter bonnets are all very well, but what fashionista wouldn’t get a lot more eggs-cited (sorry) about a gorgeous new pair of Easter stilettos? 

I blogged about Sportmax’s pastel pink and coffee s/s2012 heels a few weeks ago, here. These “Adagio” pumps (above and below), again Sportmax, were called in for a shoot by my friend Katya Z. We adored their petrol finish and couldn’t choose between the burnt-orange-shading-into-maraschino or ultraviolet-meets-viridian versions.

Whichever pair the Easter bunny brings (a girl can dream...) here’s how to wear them, as modeled by super-cool young Russian playwright Sasha Denisova:

Take one cream jacket (Givenchy), throw it over a loose sweater (Reed Krakoff) and white blouse (Acne), with ankle-skimming black pants by 3.1 Philip Lim. Add a dash of  cultural cred – in Sasha’s case, a nomination for Best Experimental Production for her play, Light My Fire, in this year’s Golden Mask theatre awards – an interview in the April issue of Russian Vogue, and, of course, a super-slim blonde cigarette (this is Moscow after all). To paraphrase Mr Irving Berlin, you'll be the chicest lady in the Easter parade.

I want candy

As I write, it is -2°C (28°F) and a wet morning in London. At New York Fashion Week the temperature is -3°C (26°F) and the catwalks predict a fall/winter 2012 season where black is the new black. Meanwhile, here in Moscow the sun is shining brightly – even blindingly – which would be lovely were it not for the fact that it is reflecting off fresh snow and the air temperature is -19°C (-2.6°F). Sigh.

At times like this one badly needs a hit of West Coast escapism. And it doesn’t get much more escapist than these candyfloss-pink-patent gold-heeled stilettos from the Sportmax s/s 2012 collection. 

My fellow shoe-fetishista Katya Z alerted me to the delights of the Sportmax stiletto a couple of weeks ago (stay tuned, you’ll see more of them soon). This particular pair was brightening up the office last week. They are a little bit LA, a little bit Miami Beach. They evoke visions of 1980s film noir – Kathleen Turner tormenting William Hurt in Body Heat, or Laura Dern being tormented by Nicholas Cage in Wild at Heart.

There is also this café au lait and black shiny ankle-strap version (below), which is a bit more Faye Dunaway in Eyes of Laura Mars.

Image thanks to motilo.com