Winifred Wikkeling

It appears the idea of cutting back can be interpreted quite a few different ways, the most amusing of which had to be the concept as it was relayed on the runway by Viktor & Rolf.

Viktor & Rolf

Via Style

We would gladly

settle for just

the top

And give our more serious consideration

to this footwear

or further contemplate

these…

Of course we were planning to make a visit. There were some things we wanted to see. But we had not yet decided when. What we had planned, was a trip to the Noorder Markt. What we stumbled upon, was

Thus we took the opportunity

to take a look at this

blow away vase by Front

…to touch its curves,

study its twisted decor

And we thought, the only thing that could be better

would be if we could see

step by step iterations

of blow away Delft Blauw;

a bit like this

dancing vases by Robin van Hontem

we would love it.

It was his eyes, peaceful but mesmerizing, that drew us to him. His physique, tall, incredibly strong, made us feel small and at his mercy. We reached out to touch him, tentatively, to feel the warmth of him – he felt soft and smooth. When he looked up it made us quiver, unsure he would receive us in the way we wanted him to. We hoped he would choose us, surrender to us, let us lead. We hoped together we would move beautifully.

We wondered,

how long until he would be

eating

out of our hands?

Jappaloup

Though never easy,

oftentimes moody, mostly,

he’s just right…

Prinsengracht

There are these moments, innocent, never planned, that remind us

in the clearest way, why we yearned to return. Moments that, despite their

very simplicity, turn our stomachs aflutter. Moments when we realize

we had been searching for the taste that would fill us

with a certain kind of joy,

the kind only to be had from the first bite of ontbijtkoek,

the first dip of our vlaamse frites in mayonaise

or dropping that first fatty haring on our tongues.

And then there are moments that make us smile a bit mischievously to ourselves,

filling us with girlish laughter inside. Like being ferried across town by fiets,

our lovely friend pedaling from one gracht to the next over its arched bridges,

we riding in back, sitting sideways, ankles crossed,

clutch clasped casually under our arm,

while our hair plays a minuet in the cool evening breeze.

Rider and passenger each clad in 4 inch heels.

This must be the place.

Ontbijtkoek

Bombastique Lamp Silver

Esther van Emmerik

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Perhaps we would find a guiding light

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Springtide Wall Lamp

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that would reveal this

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Springtide Oval Lamp

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But luckily, we have discovered Esther

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Bombastique Lamp Black

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And the world of Eve Design…

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Thus instead of going to battle,

we go Bombastique…

Candelabrum by Joost van Bleiswijk

With a name like Winifred, it should be no surprise that we have an affinity for traditions more of the Victorian kind. What we wouldn’t do for a chamber maid to draw our baths and there were times after a work out, we were left so fatigued and weary, we sincerely felt only a personal dresser could see us through. Thus, we immediately fell for Joost van Bleiswijk’s candelabrum. Though striking and clever in its modern assembly, the candelabrum exudes the slightly dark and mysterious aura of another time. We rather picture it carried by a brooding Mr. Darcy rushing a dark, foreboding hallway, anxious to find his Elizabeth. It’s as if the candelabrum has witnessed and then captured many a deep and dark secret. We feel we could entrust it with ours…