Pipilotti Rist: Installation Piece at MoMa

I really want to go see this. It's on display until Feb. 2.

Pour Your Body Out


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SHOES. omg SHOES.

I love clothes and makeup, but I find that what really makes or breaks an ensemble are the shoes.  I know this sounds silly, but shoes are very powerful when used in conjunction with fashion statements. Here's what I mean:

During the winter of my sophomore year, my roommate and spent a couple of hours getting all dolled up before slipping into our little black dresses for the semi-formal.  Just before we left our cute little efficiency apartment, I looked out the window at the snow storm.  "Fuck the heels!" I said, and threw on my uggs.  Yes, I was going to wear uggs with my dress to the semi.  My roommate laughed at first, but when she realized I was serious, donned a pair herself.  

It was great.  A definite fashion don't. But the clash was so unexpected, so ridiculous, that it worked.  All of our friends thought it was hysterical.  And we had a ball, dancing the night away in the comfiest shoes in the room.   

It is so funny to me that shoes, originally made to protect our feet from rocks, sticks and whatever else is on the ground, have grown into autonomous sets of twins that speak loudly for themselves! 

Flip-flops say, "I'm relaxed. I'm natural.  I'm casual.  I feel at home here."

Mary-Janes signify innocence.

Trendy flats say, "I like my shoes, but I also like my comfort."

High heels suggest power and womanliness.. (to me, at least...when I was little I always BEGGED my mother to get me heels.  She told me I was too young.  For my Bat-Mitzvah dress my mother let me get a pair of 5" heeled creme sandals.  To me, this shoe signified that I was really starting to become a woman!  haha  my 12-year logic!")

My favorite of all, the stiletto, takes this power to a new level of sophistication and sexiness.  

And I firmly believe that every girl needs at least one pair of Fuck Me Heels :)

X-Ray of a Foot