Manolo says, some of the time, Pucci makes the gasps!
Yes, this shoe it indeed most costly, but is it not also most beautiful?
Manolo loves the shoes!
The more I see at the fab Manolo’s site, the more I understand his love of the women’s shoes as opposed to the men’s. The mens are so drab in comparison.
It is beautiful but I am dismayed by the resurgence of the roman sandal. They were cool in the 80s when I was in high school and seem to be “cool” again. Between them and gauchos, the phrase “if you don’t remember history you are doomed to repeat it” become so apropos.
Oh honey, no.
Not loving these Manolo. There are just too many straps.
My 4th grade teacher, who had a foot-high beehive and a fondness for paisley caftans, would have loved those sandals. I, however, do not.
Tacky gold straps and jewels notwithstanding, the eensy little heels freak me out. How does one walk in them? Although I suppose if one can afford $1,300 sandals, one can also afford to be borne about on a palanquin…
I would adore them if they had two fewer ankle staps on each shoe.
This particular permutation of the Pucci, it does not, as the Manolo likes to say, “make the smiles.” It makes me cringe.
Teetering precariously on a tiny peg, whilst having the toes cleaved and the ankle strapped and swaddled uncomfortably and gladiator-esquely, by gold studded leather… no, grazie.
This is not to say, however, that I would wear a Croc instead. If given the choice, I admit I would choose Pucci torture over Croc comfort.
The Cat, she has spoken for me.
Oh, I like them – I think wearing them would make me feel deliciously decadent – in a “Bring me another peeled grape” sort of way. They’re just wonderfully over the top.
I’ll have to agree with the general consensus here. That heel is placed in the worst possible position for a heel (can’t imagine one not tripping or falling backwards in it). That is, assuming one is actually attempting to walk in these ostentatious shoes. And are they actually made of gold? For otherwise, I can’t for the life of me justify the price tag.
These would go smashingly with some of the gladiator-esque wedding gowns put forth by Reem Acra a few years back.
Yes, these are some of the few shoes picked out by the Manolo that I don’t drool over and wish I had the $1,353 in my checking account. They’d be great at a toga party, but I can’t imagine where else.
No. Bad heel. Bad!
No. Not even if I had the required slim ankles and rosy toes.
The Sarah, she has one word for these sandles:
They are beautiful, but alas, they create (or enhance) the cankles.
I have to say, if I saw them at Ross for the nine dollars and ninety-nine cents, I would probably laugh at them and keep walking.
I really like them. I think the heel is in the perfect spot to support one’s weight properly, and it wouldn’t be any harder to walk in than 4 inch stilettos, and would be much more comfortable. Anyway I like it loads better than the atrocious chuncky heels that have been cropping up everywhere- Blech!
Peeking out from under some jeans, I think they would look fun and funky