

Which brings us neatly to the next point – the frequency with which you see the red sole. Who needs to spend money on advertising when you can get celebrity endorsements for free? This kind of endorsement will, as Mr Blahnik will no doubt verify, only make Monsieur Louboutin more successful than he already is. You know it, folks: " Ask Hadley: First with the international news stories." Eat my DUST, Christiane Amanpour! So as you can see, there was a niche that needed filling, and that niche was sexy-but-not-slutty-shoes-that-cost-almost-if-not-more-than-half-a-grand-that-you-can-barely-walk-in.Īnd I can bring you EXCLUSIVE news that in the upcoming and pretty-much-guaranteed-to-be-awful Sex and the City movie, Carrie has jettisoned her famous "Manolos" in favour of "Louboutins". Here's the sitch: Louboutins are sexier than Manolos without being quite as trashy as Choos (nor as downright slutty as Gina, but not as artistic as Nicholas Kirkwood, nor as elegant as Rupert Sanderson, and not as flattering as Jonathan Kelsey). What it actually is about is the rise of a fancy-pants shoe label, Christian Louboutin, which is part of the Manolo Blahnik/Jimmy Choo/Christian Louboutin holy shoe triptych (or Bermuda triangle, depending on how much horror the concept of paying over £400 for a pair of shoes inspires in your breast, Charlotte).
