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100!

17 Jan

One hundred followers!

How many followers does one need to formally become a cult?

I’ll need every one of you to forward me your life savings, so I can buy a retreat in the hills where I can educate you all with the Teachings of the Shoe.

I shall be baptised anew as The Grand Choo!

We will read together from great works of literature, like the Taming of the Shoe, A Tale of Shoe Cities, and Shoe Koo Ka Shoe, I Am The Walrus.

Of course, being a cult and all, and with me as your revered leader, we’re all going to have to indulge in group sex.. With shoes on. Hey, don’t judge me, it’s the rules.

We will live in peace, harmony and perfectly fitted footwear forever!

Okay, maybe not forever, but a while.

When we finally shuffle off this mortal coil in our beaded slippers, we will then be re-united with our loved ones.

Not those loved ones, our real loved ones!

Christian, Jimmy, Stacy and Donald, all together again, skipping through the heavenly aisles, red soles flashing in the….

Oh. Sorry.

Got a little distracted there.

Seriously though, hitting the 100 followers mark is a pretty cool feeling.

I trust I’ve kept you all relatively entertained for the past eight months or so?

Now that I’ve expanded the blog to include my food, I should have at least another eight months worth of crap to show you.

Don’t worry though, it’s really good crap.

At least I think it is.

Thank you, Occasional Reader, for your mouse clicking finger. For clicking on that like or follow button, and for validating one man’s obsession(s), even if you didn’t mean to.

P.S. Don’t forget to send the money. This Kool Aid isn’t cheap.

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Thank God for awesomeness!

9 Jan

Well, after months of suspense and trepidation, Come Dine With Me Australia started airing their fourth season last night.

My friends are breathing audible sighs of relief, because this might mean I’ll shut the hell up about my “television debut”.

Good luck with those hopes.

One thing I did take from watching the show, apart from my overpowering screen presence, was my even more overpowering face presence, which wasn’t such a good thing.

This face, Occasional Reader, is why I crop my head out of photos on here.

Shrek would get a James Bond role before I would, with this head.

To appropriate for myself a line from Professor Higgins though, I have grown accustomed to this face.

This face is proof positive that personality can override physical imperfection. (Understatement of the Year nominee goes to physical imperfection!)

This face is also the reason why I have embraced “having character” as an important part of who I am.

For by the Gods, I am one ugly bundle of “character”!

Thank Mike it’s about the shoes and the outfits, and not a model competition for aspiring cosmetic surgeon patients.

Though I just might win if it was….

I was pretty happy with the four main outfits I wore for the show, and of course, my babies did me proud.

The shoeplex looked amazing!

All in all, it was a blast doing the show, and something that I’ll always remember fondly

At least until the Alzheimer’s kicks in.

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Night 1

Shoes – Christian Louboutin

Jeans – XXIV

Shirt – Philippe Anton

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Night 2

Shoes – Squire

Trousers – Christopher Daniel

Shirt – Politix

Jacket – A Mike Original

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Night 3

Shoes – Jack Cowboy

Jeans – Just Cavalli

Shirt – Bossini

Vest – Gallery Serpentine

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Night 4

Shoes – Donald J Pliner

Jeans – Ksubi

Shirt – Hugo Boss Orange

Jacket – Premonition

A common problem for all men?

1 Jan

I’m sure there are thousands, nay, millions of men out there who have suffered the ignominy of an ill-fitting outfit, especially just before a much anticipated public display of said outfit.

Yet they suffer in silence, preferring their partners and friends think that they are just another neanderthal in blue jeans rather than endure the embarrassment of admitting that they’re having a particularly severe water retention problem, or simply put, a fat day.

I’m here to change that.

I hope that my very recent experience will encourage more men to step up and semi-proudly proclaim to whoever will listen that they feel “bloated”.

I hope it will empower them to persist with those “salmon” pants (One day they’ll proudly call them pink, but one step at a time here), knowing that those same pants that are cutting off their circulation at the waist today will fit perfectly tomorrow.

Don’t thank me. I’m a goddamn pioneer.

This is my story.

It came time to try on the NYE outfit that I had in mind.

Now rather than wait till the last minute, just in case there was a problem with any part of the outfit, I started a healthy ninety minutes before I was scheduled to leave.

Smart thinking Mike, you genius!

I had the idea of starting with my two tone black & blue brogues, paired with a new pair of Paul Smith trousers (with the cutest parrot riding a bicycle motifs sewn into them), and a flowery Wayne Cooper shirt.

I put the whole ensemble together and have to say, while looking nice, I was considerably underwhelmed.

It would have been fine for dinner or a show, but this was New Years Eve!

Now you think that this would have sent me into a spin, but being the consummate outfit planner that I claim to be, I had a B plan!

I don’t know if I’ve said this before but I’ll say it again. Mike, you genius, you!!

I had the idea of my cherry red Squire shoes, pale pink Bugatti trousers, and a new shirt I bought in the sales last week from Arthur Galan.

I started putting the outfit on, and… and… Oh God, this is so hard to say… The shirt didn’t fit!

I swear this shirt fit last week when I bought it, and looked great on me. Now it looked like I had taken up hula hoop dancing… by eating the hula hoops…whole.

Undaunted, I decided it was time to switch to plan C.

Plan C? Mike. you bloody genius!!!

It was time to fall back on my sparkly purple Louboutins, orange Jack London trousers, and a floral Ted Baker shirt.

I’m sure it would have been perfect. If I could have only found my pants.

Seriously. I’ve managed to lose a pair of trousers. How does one lose a pair of bright orange trousers? You’d think I would recall coming home from an outing not wearing pants. It’s happened before, and I remember those times very well. That’s right. Times. Don’t judge me!

Maybe an extremely fashionable robber with a very specific shopping list snuck into my apartment while I was sleeping.

It was starting to get late, so it was time to move on to plan D!

Ummm… there was no plan D.

Mike, you idiot, you!

I had reached a fork in the fashion path.

I could go back to the original outfit, which was nice, safe, and could conveniently hide the hula hoops I had consumed.

Or I could go all out, put something on that was eye catching, attention grabbing and flabulously fashion forward!

I chose the second path.

I proceeded to empty out the entire contents of my wardrobe, trying to identify a suitably impressive outfit for the evening.

I tell you, emptying out a wardrobe and trying on various outfit combinations with the clock counting down can make one really work up a sweat.

I almost had the outfit completed, but couldn’t decide between two shirts.

This is where social media can really help out.

I posted both on Facebook, and asked quick opinions from whoever happened to be on at the time.

My inner thoughts were validated, the fat man inside me stopped complaining and the outfit was complete.

I proudly present to you, after two and a bit hours, two showers, and just a tiny amount of panic, Plan D.

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Shoes – Yapi

Jeans – Versace

Shirt – Brooksfield

Today’s the day!

21 Dec

Today’s the day when the dinosaurs return to Earth on their spaceships, holding up signs like “Psyched!” and “Thought you’d never see us again didn’t you?”

While it might not mean the complete destruction of our world, and I’ve already been spared due to my general awesomeness that has spanned across the universe to earn me a reprieve from the horrifying death some of you are about to experience, it does mean that we’ll be saying goodbye to a good portion of you out there.

There’s been a rumour floating around that if you are a follower of my blog, either on WordPress or Facebook, you too, will be spared.

Tell your friends and family!

Unless of course, you really don’t want them to live.

In any case, I’ve decided to list my five all time favourite shoes that I own for this week.

Yes, I started it on Tuesday.

I figure if you’re going to perish today, not finding out what my number one shoe is will just make it that much more horrific for you.

I’ll miss you.

NUMBER 2!

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Shoes – Christian Louboutin

What does one wear to an apocalypse?

7 Dec

I’m assuming there’s no official dress code.

It does make me wonder though.

I have watched plenty of disaster and apocalypse movies, and inevitably (and understandably) there’s always looting going on amidst all the anarchy.

Yet in all this looting, nobody seems to target clothing shops or designer shoe shops.

For some strange reason, people in these types of movies prefer to run around in a post apocalyptic world in tattered clothing, or outfits that conjure images from Mad Max 3.

Sure, I know it would be difficult outrunning a zombie horde in 7″ Louboutins, but seriously people, if you’re going to survive the zombie apocalypse, do it with style, damnit!

The big day is fast arriving for us all, Occasional Reader.

21st December 2012.

That’s the date when an invisible planet is going to zig when it should have zagged and crash into our little blue marble, wiping out a billion or so of us in one go.

Or are the dead going to re-animate with a serious case of the munchies?

Whichever it is, if I’m one of the lucky ones to survive, I’ll be hitting Westfield Sydney (or what’s left of it) when the smoke clears, and I’ll be re-stocking my wardrobe.

I also happen to own a very snazzy pair of Zew’s for such an occasion.

Oh. That’s Zombie Escaping Wingtips for those of you who didn’t know.

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Shoes – Ted Baker

This is harder than I thought.

1 Dec

You have such a dirty mind.

I like it.

What I’m actually talking about though, is finding a pair of yellow shoes.

A couple of days ago, I was lamenting my lack of yellow shoes, so decided to jump online to do something about it.

Do you think I can find a suitable yellow shoe?

Silly question, because of the title of this post. I really have to think things through when I’m writing.

Anyway, I have found plenty of yellow shoes, but not the right ones.

There’s plenty of bright yellow sneakers available, but what I really want, is a pair of canary yellow patent leather derby or brogue style dress shoes.

I’ve found gold, mustard, bronze, and neon yellow, and even gold mustard with a neon splash, but so far a bright sun yellow has eluded me.

I found some very nice looking women’s derby shoes in the right colour, but the shape was off.

As you well know, I have no problem crossing the gender line for a good pair of shoes, but there’s certain women’s shoe shapes that just don’t look good on my feet.

I’m talking this yellow (Don’t you love Christian Louboutin?):

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In this design, or close to it:

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Enough of the online searching, it’s time to hit the stores.

I’m going to wander into Paddington and then the city today, and of course will have to pay a visit to my good friends at Squire Shoes.

I know they don’t have what I’m looking for on their website, but you never know what they might be trying to clear or will be getting in.

Any excuse will do.

In the meantime, have you, Occasional reader, got any ideas or seen any possible options?

Feel free to leave a link or some such thing if you have.

I’d be forever grateful and never complain about it being hard again…..

Seriously, you have such a dirty mind.

Groooooannnnn!!!!!

3 Nov

I’m getting old, occasional reader.

The days of partying all night are still here, but just between you and me, I’m glad they don’t happen too often.

Myself and a bunch of my closest friends went along to see the Cherry Poppin’ Daddies in concert last night.

They’re a band I have loved for a long time now, and they are awesome to see performing live.

Of course, with the whole swing theme, it’s the chance for everyone to have a bit of fun with their outfits.

I was worried about my arm sling clashing with my outfit, or even worse, hiding it, so I decided to take it off for the night. Not the brightest decision I have ever made and I’m paying for it today.

The concert was fantastic and we headed back to mine for a nightcap.

We stopped having the inaccurately called nightcap at 7am this morning.

Now bleary eyed and slow witted, I sit here trying to think of something clever to say or entertaining to read.

I’ll let the outfit speak for itself.

I’m going for a lie down….

 

Shoes – Christian Louboutin

Jeans – Arthur Galan

Shirt – Black Friday

Jacket – A Mike Original

The time has come, my friends!

23 Oct

Yes, occasional reader, the time has arrived!

Mark it in your diaries!

Create a cave painting about it!

Fill your blogs with this auspicious occasion!

I’m releasing those bad motherf*&%ers.

That well heeled gang of two.

The mobile vasectomy vendors.

That’s right, I’m talking about the public debut of the Rollerboy spikes!

Seriously now, how could anyone not feel awesome while wearing these?

 

Shoes – Christian Louboutin

Jeans – XXIV

Shirt – Philippe Anton

Enough about me, let’s talk about you. What do you think of me?

16 Sep

Now that I have finished talking about matters of the heart, let’s go back to a subject that is much more interesting and infinitely more entertaining, in my opinion.

Me.

I have been offered a temporary reprieve from the confusing jumble that makes up my life at the moment.

Apart from my unholy obsession with shoes and my ongoing love affair with my wardrobe, I have another passion in life. Cooking.

It’s not often that I would have a chance to combine all three, but wouldn’t you know it, that chance has come up out of the blue.

I received a call from a producer of the television show Come Dine With Me. For those of you who don’t know, it’s a reality television show involving four people who each host a dinner party in their own home for the other contestants to judge over the space of a week. I applied to be part of the show over a year ago, and must admit, I had completely forgotten I had put in an application. In any case, they are putting together the new season, and wanted to invite me to resubmit my application!

What does this mean for me?

One, I get to show off my culinary skills to an audience of billions worldwide! Okay, maybe a national audience of a few hundred thousand. Alright, alright! I can cook dinner for four strangers! On TV!

Two, I get to go out to dinner each night for a week, and therefore, get to wear a new outfit every night. On TV!

Three, there’s a chance here not just to showcase four pairs of my favourite shoes, but a chance to showcase my whole shoeplex to both my guests and the potential audience when it comes to my night for hosting. On TV, don’t you know!

Anyhoo, the producer is visiting my place this Tuesday to conduct a video walkthrough and a face to face interview. He has asked me to wear an outfit that I would wear on the actual show. Choices, choices! Too exciting!

Now is my chance to prove that my face isn’t just suited to radio!

Now clearly, the Louboutins will get a run during the week, but surely there will be a need for orange suede shoes at some stage.

3insin – $50

You can keep your Mr Grey..

4 Sep

I’m much more interested in another man called Christian.

A man that makes my heart beat just that little bit faster when he shows me his offerings.

A man that makes me want to reach out and allow my fingertips to slowly describe to my mind what they touch.

A man that makes me want to feel loved and protected to the tips of my toes.

A man who just makes me want to give in to his wild and sexy creations and be enveloped… in a pair of his shoes.

Oh yeah.

Guess who snared himself a gorgeous pair of Louboutin’s while in Bangkok?

You don’t know? Really? You can’t imagine? Okay, if you insist….

I did! I did! I did! I did! I did!

You can have your 50 shades. Just one shade makes me go weak at the knees, and that’s a lovely shade of red.

Christian Louboutin Rollerboy Spikes – $Neveryoumind, that’s how much.

 

 

 

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