The FFaNY Show has come and passed and thousands of pairs of shoes have been cleared out of The Hilton Club this evening. After a jam-packed week of showroom-hopping and note-taking, I am finally able to cherish a fleeting moment of reflection and relaxation before the weekend officially commences.
Mulling over the newest direction for our lasting seventies revival, it’s hard to ignore the shimmery, disco-esque themes adorning most high platforms and broader heels. Jeffrey Campbell glitz and emphatic Pour la Victoire shapes induced a case of Night Fever that may only be cured by a shot of daytime color. Brighter palettes in patterned fabrics will garnish your feet during brunching hours, as the flower-children of yesteryear try shouting at Siri from the next table over.
But tonight, dip into late-seventies decadence, as demonstrated by the December issue of W Magazine:
Post by Amanda LaMela
