Reading About Colorful Things

I know. Totally fluffiness. But I wasn't in the mood for reading words and paragraphs. There was a particularly grueling session which involved poring over budget sheets, variances and forecast, then drafting of speeches. Needed a book less taxing.

Instead of having the pilates instructor come over for a session, I took a jaunt to the studio at Rose Bay to stretch out on the machines. My shoulders were so stiff! It took ages to pull out the tension in the upper body. After that, I wanted to put the feet up, curl into the couch and chill out with a picture book in front of Discovery Channel. A good dram of whisky would be perfect, but since there wasn't any, sparkling water sufficed.

So I picked out "Manolo Blahnik's Drawings". Quite a cute book. It was a good flip. Well, it isn't the fact that I'm looking at designs that convey more than sturdy practical shoes. They fire your imagination of flowers in spring, fruits on the platter, birds, jewelry, etc. How whimsical, yet such serious business profits the designs churn. They're blueprints for dreams. I could never draw like this, or come up with any of those designs. The brains are not wired this way. I can't quite appreciate them on the feet, but I love the soft colors and how the sketches look. The exquisite illustrations, I have to confess, attract me more than the shoes perched atop the shelves at the retail stores.