United Nude – seriously amazing footwear
My mother always maintained that cheap shoes weren’t worth the paper they were printed on; she would never let me go into Barratts, for example, although I think their offering has got stronger of late, and all of my school …
My mother always maintained that cheap shoes weren’t worth the paper they were printed on; she would never let me go into Barratts, for example, although I think their offering has got stronger of late, and all of my school shoes were bought in Clarks or in that shoe shop in Terenure that I think everyone, at one stage or another, bought shoes in.
When I got a bit older, I discovered Schuh and Irregular Choice, which to me were the most avant garde shoes ever, and they signified a huge shift in my psyche, from thinking of shoes as practical, long-lasting, comfortable items to thinking of them as symbols, signifiers and embellishments to an otherwise dull outfit. Today I do most of my shoe-shopping in Office, although my dream shoes this past season were those leopard print pony skin Miu Mius (sigh!). But when I was over in New York (in February, which shows how long it takes me to get around to things), my sister pointed out United Nude shoes to me – seriously amazing pieces of sculptural art that seem to sit somewhere between architecture and fashion.
When I got home, I contacted their PR to get a few pics of their shoes – but it wasn’t until I saw this pic on Get Your Plane Right On Time that I was reminded of that neglected little folder, and decided to show you what I’m talking about . . .
You can’t see exactly clearly, but the block heels on those shoes sit slightly away from the back edge of the pump, giving the impression of the wearer sitting atop a block, which reminds me of high-rises and office buildings and, oddly, Jenga.
I should say, the only drawback is that United Nude shoes aren’t that cheap – the ones I want are around €180-€220 (torn between the Fold ankle boots and the Block pump hi in neon red – and the Iris van Herpen ones are positively astronomical. Still, one for the Christmas list, and if you fancy seeing ‘em in the flesh, they’re stocked in Buffalo on Exchequer St.