After
days of aimlessly wandering around the P.O.D, last night Imelda decided it was
time to shrug off her coat of melancholy and indulge in a little fun.
Unfortunately
Yum Yum wasn’t up to playing Se7en so we agreed that we’d play Saw – which is
both an inferior movie and parlour game.
Chaining
Yum Yum to a grotty toilet and watching her hack off her foot should have
lifted the Despotic Queen’s sprits but alas, I still find my disposition more
disagreeable than normal.
When
you consider how I’ve fled the marauding masses only then to spend the next 20
years being harangued for alleged criminal activities, you would imagine the
Despotic Queen would be on friendlier terms with change. Not so.
And
for the third time in 3 years the P.O.D is again relocating to another
undisclosed location. Imelda will try and maintain some semblance of order and consistency
but there may be a few extended periods of nothing!
So
after our less than satisfactory game of Saw, Yum Yum took to mother’s crunchy
trotters with the chicken fat and soldering iron. While she scraped away the
dead skin I started sorting through my inbox when I came across an email from
Daniele Michetti.
Michetti,
you may recall, is the current crown prince of the Italian footwear industry
and winner of the prestigious Vogue Italia’s ‘Who Is On Next?’ award.
Several
weeks ago the handsome Italian emailed Imelda the exclusive preview of his A/W
10/11 collection. How this was missed remains a mystery but like most of
Imelda’s professional shortcomings, it’s best to ignore them and push on!
Michetti
revealed his A/W 10/11 collection is titled ‘It’s in the Shoes’ and part
explained his inspiration with this esoteric statement, ‘The new essence is in
the being. The new being is in the new man and the new woman. The new man and
the new woman wear forms that, as if by magic, emerge from primordial
inspiration’
Imelda’s
no slouch when it comes to the esoteric but alas in such a fragile state, unless
it’s monosyllabic gibberish, then it is simply too much for me to digest at the
moment.
Keeping
it light ‘n breezy, I asked now that he was onto his second collection if he'd started to define the Michetti women. “The Michetti woman” he
replied are “hyper-modern geishas, metropolitan warriors, bon-ton Maya
priestesses, post-modern Mary Poppinses, self-service Cinderella’s and sci-fi
mermaids who abandon their mythical tail to stand tall in improbable armour
with magnetic attraction’
‘Wow’
I thought ‘I’m not ready for this. Let’s just look at the shoes’
