Take a minute to type Jimmy Choo into spotify... THAT is the song I am listening to now. For like ten seconds. Then I had to turn it off. Because I refuse to listen to a song that includes lyrics 'I need a Prada chick to take this dick'. Please. Stop it.
It's a shame, because Jimmy Choo is so APT for this post about....er...Jimmy Choo! I never quite know what to think of designer collaborations with H&M; I thought Viktor&Rolf way back in 06 would have been worth getting my pointy shovey elbows out for, but other than that, I usually keep a safe distance from the bum fight that becomes H&M on the opening mornings of such collaborations. Luckily for me, for the Jimmy Choo launch I shall be getting a SNEAKY PREVIEW. Courtesy of Vogue (and my fabulous friend Giselle!), I shall swan about with champagne and canapes and sway to a live DJ set on Friday 13th, a day before the general public can get their mitts on them. I've been checking out the collection online and I'm pretty impressed. I'm not one for OTT heels and animal print, but my eyes are drawn to the brown leather coin purse, the studded flats and the cute strappy patent heels. I always find it hard to choose things online, but once I see the beauties in the flesh, I think my money will be burning a big shoe shaped hole in my pocket!
I'd type more and drool more over the Choo creations but I fear I have been taken ill with some nasty cold; sneezles and a face that aches and feels so swollen that my eyes are going all squinty at the screen and then the pretty shoes get all distorted and then I get huffy. I suspect a cocktail of ibuprofen, echinacea and vitamin C should do the trick.
Image courtesy of the lovely Giselle
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