My latest obsession – black heeled shoes

Let me tell you something. Lately I’ve had such an obsession for high waisted, black straight trousers. Almost like a pair of suit trousers if you may. Those trousers to a pair of pointy black heels that stands out under the end of the trousers. Obsession is barely the right word. I’m more of addicted to it.

These are my favorite heels right now and I got them a few weeks ago. The thing I like is that the heel is about 8 cm, which is high, but not too high for a woman like me. I’m 175 cm tall and I really do like heels but mostly just daytime since they’re more appropriate in business situations. Night time I like them as well, but I prefer a lower shoe then. I prefer to be about 175 when I go out for parties. Day time though, 182 works fine. Forward powerful tall ladies, keep on moving forward! These ones truly makes me confident. You can find them HERE! (adlink)

Sorry about the low quality above.. // So. As I told you I would match the heels with a pair of long, straight trousers that would only reveal a bit of the pointy toe from the heels. The green velvet ones though are beautiful too and I’d love to match those to a jacket in the same color and material. Don’t you love it too?

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Also, of course, a pair of tight leather pants are ALWAYS a great fit when it comes to high heeled boots. I love this match to a Chloé bag and a huge sweater. The glasses makes it a bit fanzy as well which I like. The cat eye is always a great, feminine touch.

A tragedy

// I’ve been listening to the music, to the riffs, to his voice through ”The Wind Cries Mary”, ”Hey Joe” and ”All Along The Watchtower” since I was a child. Even when I didn’t want to listen my father played his songs and jammed his songs on his own guitars in the living room while I at last fell asleep in my bedroom. Jimi has been a part of my life since I was born, but it’s not until now I know the real story.

Of course I’ve known the cause of his death, the joining of 27 club and a bit of his history, but while reading through the internet, through Wikipedia and whilst googling quotes and interviews, I feel a deep anxiety. I’m having hard to breathe and I feel such pain for Hendrix. I know he lived his life just as he wanted to, but still I feel sick to my stomach from listening to the music, truly understanding him. I guess.

27 club in general scares me. Deep inside I have a fear of dying the year I turn 27, even though I know I don’t have and will never have drug problems or any issue that will cause my early death. Still, I feel stressed about the whole 27 club-thing. It’s depressing how such fantastic artists as Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Amy Winehouse and Kurt Cobain. I can’t help myself from wondering what would’ve come next if it wasn’t for their death. The fantastic music that would’ve kept being released. Most of them died because of drugs and alcohol. It’s a tragedy what stress, accomplishment-anxiety and the drugs do to people who could’ve had longer lives with love, families and great music.

It’s a total tragedy. //