Red Shoes

Uuuuuh, ’twas a late, wine-soaked hour in the Mollyhaus; stars were winking, the record button was blinking, the mood was mellow and fat with memories of Berlin nights.

As the clock chimed two, a shriek struck terror into our parts: as before us the divine spectre of Chantal appeared, to beckon us back into her exotic, erotic “House of Shame”…. demanding only the courtesy of footwear and inspiring the latest offering from the Mollyhaus; “Red Shoes”. So…. Berlin, Chantal and shoe lovers everywhere: this is for YOU!