Shoes by Prada.

Greta As Stylvia Plath | ‘Fragmentary Girl’ by Remi Rebillard AOC Sensuality Yours

One look at Remi Rebillard’s latest collection of images and I see that a fashion humor intervention is in order. Remi, I’m the serious one, for God’s sake! You can’t be more philosophical about the influence of fashion on a woman’s life than I am.

The truth is that I have Remi spoiled — two intellectual minds playing cat and mouse. Wrong metaphor; the mouse shoes are in my story. Remi’s new images of luxury shoes lensed in happenstance moments of fashion luxury madness with CSI consequences have no animals.

I give Remi an inch and he takes a mile. It all began with the Prada shoes, the parting statement in Remi’s ‘Fragmentary Girl’.  Can I help it that ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath are two feet away, as we speak?

No, so I gave him the word works. Sylvia Plath herself got attached to Remi’s images, which doesn’t hurt for a photographer obsessed with suicidal women.

Two weeks ago I received a folder that caused me to write:

Remi Rebillard | The Cinematic Beauty of a F**ked Up Life AOC Private Studio

Remi’s images tap into the very real rates of growing depression and unhappiness in countries like America, where self-identity is almost exclusively defined by brands and consumption trends. I’ve yet to meet a brand that made me happy, or a club, a scene, a must-be-seen event. They are momentary highs.

Finding the Commercial in Artistry

I’ve cautioned Remi about being on a self-defeating mission with his imagery, but applaud his commitment to vision and process.

Before we plunge into Remi Rebillard’s latest collection of emotionally-troubled designer shoes, it’s worth noting that just today I checked the best-selling editorials, prepared to move The Cinematic Beauty of a  F**ked Up Life editorial into the archives.

To Remi’s credit and the mental sophistication of our AOC readers, it stayed in the side panel, competing well with all those juicy, half-naked fashion editorials that we love.

Let me keep today’s Remi Rebillard fetish shoe editorial intact, but close this post on a strong Smart Sensuality woman, non-suicidal fashion-princess note, no CSI investigation required.

My story about mouse shoes shares a glimpse of New York women, before ‘Sex and the City’. We were far more than the sum of our stilletos in those years, the — ahem — decades when feminism wasn’t a dirty word, when a woman loved men and sex, demanded respect, wore high heels to work but took no shit in business.

These are not the girls in Remi Rebillard’s photos, but trust me when I say that very young women are rallying again.

Enjoy the rest of Remi’s CSI Tortured Designer Shoe Fetish (remember Prada above) and then my personal story that ends Remi’s Crime Scene Investigation visit with a living shoe triumph. Styling by Don West, beauty Mary Irwin.

Valentino Bow shoes.