I’ve said all along that the heroine of my book, Reckless Harvest, mirrors me in one significant way: Born and raised on a cattle ranch in the pioneer west, proud of her heritage and true to it…and yet magnetically attracted to European refinement, especially the land of her (my) forefathers, France. Back from my extended trip I’m having my first cup of coffee, listening to Sam Riggs (Angola’s Lament), amazed at how comfortable a well-worn set of cowboy boots can be. And thinking, ‘maybe it’s time for a new set of heels…’
Nobody will ever muck out a barn with those but Lucchese has put boots on a lot of famous feet over the years from John Wayne and Johnny Cash to Zsa Zsa Gabor…
A far cry from my first set of Acmes… 😉
…And She Can Conquer the World…
“People walk differently in high heels. Your body sways to a different kind of tempo.”
“High heels are pleasure with pain.”
“I always wear high heels. I simply feel naked without them.”
Wow! Just returned from Swarowski’s Crystal World, just outside Innsbruck! When it comes to fashion I trend toward the understated but the cavern Swarowski has created is as close to fantasy land as I’ve been in some time. Take a look.
Here’s a look at Swarowski’s collection for the coming season, along with some eye candy and chill out music. No stick figures in Austria, folks!
Here’s a turnabout…you may recognize the guy in the hat…
Yep, His Serene Highness, Prince Albert of Monaco was in Cody, Wyoming last weekend, celebrating the 100th anniversary of his grandfather’s hunting excursion with Buffalo Bill…the first European royal to visit the US.
Cody is home to the Buffalo Bill Museum and Albert was guest of honor at the museum’s annual patron’s ball. Well-placed sources (I.E. my sidekick, DLP) witnessed the prince, after hours, playing a mean set of bongo drums with a country western band in a well-known Cody honky tonk. The dance floor was packed and it’s a good bet the cowgirls were wearing something a lot like these, custom made in Texas:
That doesn’t describe my blog, at least not yet. But it IS the reason I just traveled through some of the most beautiful Alpine panoramas Austria has to offer without even looking out the train window. I was engrossed in the Financial Times weekend supplement called “How To Spend It” (Clever play on words). The website is every bit as sumptuous as the print version:
The caption for the above fashion statement is, “Bold Shoulder”. I think of the mag as a gift catalogue for wealthy London investment bankers who otherwise would have no idea what appropriately outrageous gifts to shower upon their gold digging partners (snark). Here’s an advertisement for the Mayfair Hotel that instantly got my romance blood boiling. Look at the suite… and now comes the caption: “A Clandestine Weekend For the Happily Married to Cheat on Their Kids”. I love the idea. And I don’t even HAVE kids!
Kitzbühel, Austria – This afternoon I heard more Russian spoken than German but it’s still an Alpine paradise. Not far away, in Munich, Oktoberfest is underway, here in the Alps, every village has its ‘Almabtrieb’ festivities, a sure sign of summer giving way to fall. Strange that the traditional Trachtmode has become high fashion once again…the Munich elite paying thousands of Euros for Dirndls that are worn once a year. My favorite store here in Kitz is Gössl…
And then of course there are the Manly Austrians…
What a beautiful part of the world. I’ll be in Provence next week. Tough life but hey… 😉