Brand-New Vintage

December 29th, 2009

I found these shoes at Urban Outfitters and what I love about them, aside from the cheap price, is that they look broken in and beamed here from a more romantic era. As if they were worn by Zelda Fitzgerald in a night of mad dancing and packed away and stored in a trunk in an attic until they showed up in a Paris flea market decades later. As if they were danced in all night, leaving a trail of sequins behind on a snowy street in Montmartre, like breadcrumbs the owner’s lover would follow to her garret apartment overlooking the rooftops of the city. As if they were left behind during the German occupation of Paris, shoved to the back of a closet by a fragile Audrey Hepburn look-alike in her haste to flee to London, where she worked on the Enigma decoder until the liberation. As if they were handmade for a famously reclusive ballerina, lined with linen and lavished with sequins to match her legendary amber eyes. Every time I put them on, I’m imagining another life I could have lived, a path those shoes could have taken.

One Response to “Brand-New Vintage”

  1. Anonymous says:

    I love your writing!
    I want to say so much more, but I'm working and can't take the time. So frustrating these days. I feel like a mysterious flower blooming in a dark room.
    Miss you!

    Katie from ca

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