Two summers ago, I wore an incredibly uncomfortable pair of platform shoes to work. By lunchtime, I decided I couldn't take it anymore, so I hobbled to the closest shoe store, which happened to be an Aerosoles. I was in so much pain, I would've settled for orthopedic granny oxfords, but I managed to find some braided black leather sandals with studs and a tiny wedge heel--on sale--and after the Platforms of Death, they felt like walking on marshmallows. Fast-forward a couple of months, and my Aerosoles ended up being one of my favorite pairs of shoes. People on the street told me how much they liked them; I took them to Europe and wore them all over Paris and Amsterdam. However, after two summers of heavy wear, they're starting to look a little grungy, and so I've been trying to limit their wear to occasions when I know I need my feet to be comfortable. But the other day I got an email from Aerosoles that featured...my shoes! They're back! They're called Zenacious; they also come in white and light and dark brown; and they're currently on sale for $51.75--worth every penny, if you ask me. I am totally going to get a new pair. Because as much as I love the look of my clunky, chunky platforms, it's shoes like these that I end up wearing everywhere. Sad, but true.
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
Guilty Pleasure: Aerosoles Zenacious sandals
Two summers ago, I wore an incredibly uncomfortable pair of platform shoes to work. By lunchtime, I decided I couldn't take it anymore, so I hobbled to the closest shoe store, which happened to be an Aerosoles. I was in so much pain, I would've settled for orthopedic granny oxfords, but I managed to find some braided black leather sandals with studs and a tiny wedge heel--on sale--and after the Platforms of Death, they felt like walking on marshmallows. Fast-forward a couple of months, and my Aerosoles ended up being one of my favorite pairs of shoes. People on the street told me how much they liked them; I took them to Europe and wore them all over Paris and Amsterdam. However, after two summers of heavy wear, they're starting to look a little grungy, and so I've been trying to limit their wear to occasions when I know I need my feet to be comfortable. But the other day I got an email from Aerosoles that featured...my shoes! They're back! They're called Zenacious; they also come in white and light and dark brown; and they're currently on sale for $51.75--worth every penny, if you ask me. I am totally going to get a new pair. Because as much as I love the look of my clunky, chunky platforms, it's shoes like these that I end up wearing everywhere. Sad, but true.
Two summers ago, I wore an incredibly uncomfortable pair of platform shoes to work. By lunchtime, I decided I couldn't take it anymore, so I hobbled to the closest shoe store, which happened to be an Aerosoles. I was in so much pain, I would've settled for orthopedic granny oxfords, but I managed to find some braided black leather sandals with studs and a tiny wedge heel--on sale--and after the Platforms of Death, they felt like walking on marshmallows. Fast-forward a couple of months, and my Aerosoles ended up being one of my favorite pairs of shoes. People on the street told me how much they liked them; I took them to Europe and wore them all over Paris and Amsterdam. However, after two summers of heavy wear, they're starting to look a little grungy, and so I've been trying to limit their wear to occasions when I know I need my feet to be comfortable. But the other day I got an email from Aerosoles that featured...my shoes! They're back! They're called Zenacious; they also come in white and light and dark brown; and they're currently on sale for $51.75--worth every penny, if you ask me. I am totally going to get a new pair. Because as much as I love the look of my clunky, chunky platforms, it's shoes like these that I end up wearing everywhere. Sad, but true.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Guilty Pleasure: M by Mariah Carey
I tend to find celebrity fragrances a bit silly. Paris' and Britney's smell like hairspray and candy; Sarah Jessica's smells like Narcisco Rodriguez; JLO's, Hilary's and Gwen's aren't bad per se, but they aren't really distinctive enough either. So when my coworker offered me a bottle of M by Mariah Carey, I tried to turn it down, but she insisted I take it. Okay, so the bottle is pretty--it's purple, with a Lalique-esque butterfly cap--but I was understandably skeptical about what was inside. This is Mariah Carey, after all; can you truly capture the scent of crazy? The notes don't do much to help her case: marshmallow, "ocean breeze", tiare, gardenia, amber, patchouli, and incense. However, somehow, like Mariah herself, it all seems to work. In fact, it smells incredibly good. There is definitely a marshmallow accord, but not in an I-want-to-eat-my-arm kind of way. It's sweet, but not sickeningly so, and it fades into a nice, warm drydown. Is it going to be my signature scent? No, but I like it a lot, and I plan on wearing it until I find my elusive Holy Grail...so go ahead, call me crazy too.
I tend to find celebrity fragrances a bit silly. Paris' and Britney's smell like hairspray and candy; Sarah Jessica's smells like Narcisco Rodriguez; JLO's, Hilary's and Gwen's aren't bad per se, but they aren't really distinctive enough either. So when my coworker offered me a bottle of M by Mariah Carey, I tried to turn it down, but she insisted I take it. Okay, so the bottle is pretty--it's purple, with a Lalique-esque butterfly cap--but I was understandably skeptical about what was inside. This is Mariah Carey, after all; can you truly capture the scent of crazy? The notes don't do much to help her case: marshmallow, "ocean breeze", tiare, gardenia, amber, patchouli, and incense. However, somehow, like Mariah herself, it all seems to work. In fact, it smells incredibly good. There is definitely a marshmallow accord, but not in an I-want-to-eat-my-arm kind of way. It's sweet, but not sickeningly so, and it fades into a nice, warm drydown. Is it going to be my signature scent? No, but I like it a lot, and I plan on wearing it until I find my elusive Holy Grail...so go ahead, call me crazy too.
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