(shoe porn, that is).
I used to say that I didn't like shoes anymore than I like other articles of clothing/accessories. But you know, considering most posts are about shoes or allude to them, I won't insult your intelligence: I like shoes. Okay. I love shoes. There. I said it (although, I've admitted it
before).
Rachel Comey and I are a team - a super team. She makes beautiful shoes and I buy 'em. I window-shopped my way through many-a-pair and found my favourites for FW10.
RC had a version of the Penpal that was in black croc but the bootie was higher and I just found it a little too much for me. But when done in a shorter boot, it kind of tones down the bling. You know what I mean.
Clogs are okay. But when RC does a clog, I can't help but feel it's allure. I'm so lame. (But c'mon, with the perfect wool socks, in grey, these would be perfect fall shoes!)
2 words: granny chic.
1 word: penniless. (Me).
Yeah. I have a thing for booties. Also: I can never say no to pebbled leather. Well. Almost never.
Suede is never a good idea but... the heel really got me. Ugh.
I might not be willing to wear head to toe nude but I can definitely wear nude boots. They're muted in the most perfect way, no?
