Shoes are hard in the winter, especially in Montreal. We jump at the rare chance to wear something other than industrial winter boots that just manage to keep our feet dry from the foot of snow on the ground. And we can’t forget the gravel. Salt? Rocks? The city scatters some mysterious, dark substance on the ground (presumably to preserve the paws of our pooches) that fails to serve the duty that salt sometimes manages in melting the often deceiving ice on the sidewalks that nobody shovels.
That was a mouthful.
Shoes are apparently political. Wearing nice ones don’t have to be.
These lace up booties from Le Chateau would have once been dangerously reminiscent of an extravagant, logo-bearing era of fashion. Coincidentally, that sort of style has reemerged, thus granting this era a positive, if not nostalgic connotation. I’ve styled them differently from any Juicy Couture tracksuit lover with a simple pair of straight legged jeans layered with a slip dress and a leather jacket. I’m blending decades together. It’s a thing. I can’t be considered vintage yet.
This minimal white bag is also from Le Chateau, and it’s a fantastic piece (in addition to these boots) for transitioning from day to night looks. It looks great on a cafe table with lots of natural lighting, but looks even greater paired with a little black dress. The same goes for the lace-up boots.