Hello Divas!
I hope your Friday is just fantastic! The weather in Atlanta has been GORGEOUS all week! Today, I have a guest writer, Chamele. She went to Jeffrey's at Phipps Plaza to meet the Shoe Icon, Christian Louboutin. Unfortunately, I could not make it, but I just love her account of meeting the man in person. Check it out!
Two Fridays ago, I received Luxe Diva's post regarding the visit of Christian Louboutin. If you ever did want to see a "big girl shoe" just look for anything Louboutin. If you don't know who he is, he makes the well crafted heels with the red soles. (The red soles I had learned were his idea to help the bergere dancers who had to walk through the meat packing district.)
Let me tell you that I had just left Lenox and gotten back to my home on the East side where I had anticipated curling up on the couch with a warm beverage and ... some work.
The weather was dastardly, but when I read the post I promptly whisked myself to my closet to choose an understated yet chic look in which to meet the iconic figure. I chose a black turtle neck, skinny jeans, Steve Madden booties, and a black motorcycle leather jacket. I made haste back to Buckhead, calling and texting everyone I knew who loved shoes to see if they wanted to join me for a Poet's Friday.
It was my lucky day, I found parking adjacent to the door of Saks and then practically ran to Jeffrey's. I was met by a moderate line of fashionistas from diverse backgrounds, many with champagne in hands. Well dressed ladies and men in Missoni, Versace and the like, accented with Louboutin patent leather heels and booties. Did I mention the sales associates were serving champagne? My kind of party!
Luxe Diva rang and she informed me another of her readers and friend was in attendance. Little did I know, she was the person standing in front of me in a classy tea length coat winter white coat and cognac colored boots. I introduced myself and we immediately started gabbing about fashion.
Sadly, neither of us Luxe readers owned a pair of Louboutin's. After all he was only signing shoes and nothing else. Oh, how I wished I had a pair to sign. Many individuals were purchasing shoes at the store or Saks to have signed. An individual in between myself and the other Luxe reader had purchased her first pair of Louboutin's and was kind enough to let us tag along with her to ensure we got a chance to meet him.
After almost two hours of chatting and watching excited women purchasing shoes with the patented red soles, our little group was next in line behind a velvet rope to meet the man himself. Monsieur Louboutin sat in a herringbone jacket with a white colored shirt, jeans, and lime green Chucks. "How cute?" I thought. He looked to be barely 5'5 with a gorgeous tan complexion. He smiled pleasantly for pictures and chatted with each guest with genuine interest. His assistant was at home in the atmosphere. She wore a black sleeveless sheath with sheer black stockings. She was shaking the paint pens Louboutin used to sign the shoe. There were at least 40 pens in a myriad of colors laying in a wicker basket.
When we finally met Monsieur Louboutin, he was as genuine as he looked and seemingly humble as well. He chatted with our new friend and then signed her shoe with a black pen painting lime green and white dots around the inscription. The inscription was personal and graphic. Gosh, I wished I had a shoe to sign. We each had our pictures taken and then took leave. I decided at some point I will purchase a pair and when I do, I may just have to fly myself to Paris to have them signed.
