If Charlotte Olympia was a scent she’d be sugared pixie dust. If she were an aura, she’d be a fusion of powder pink and shades of glitter. If she were a dog, she’d be a poodle with multicolored fur.
This female (and her line) are the embodiment of your girliest pleasures and cotton candy.
I have yet to own a pair of Charlotte Olympia’s but I’m in the midst of skillfully picking out a pair that I’ll be so head over heels with that I won’t feel the desire to acquire another, which, might I say, is absolute bullsh*t. It’s just not mathematically probable. It’s like eating one sour candy and saying no the rest of the bag. Like going to Vegas and spending $100 and saying you’re capped. It’s like owning one shade of lipstick! And only one pair of pumps! Oh the horror! The HORROR!
Let me explain…
Feast your eyes upon the dreamlike creations…
The gutsy pumps, the delicate and fairytale-like clutches and the cheeky flats are only a small glimpse into her signature line. I love everything. I am dying for the Sleeping Princess pumps and the Kitty flats (in satin pink of course). The price range is high, as is expected with a line like this, but if you decide to splurge (and not pay your bills next month) then what better designer to splurge on that one that re-creates the stuff you think about when you’re loaded on rose’ and white wine coolers?
That’s what I thought.
Take a peek at Neiman Marcus, Nordstrom, Harrods, and Net A Porter