No, I haven't gotten all philosophical on you - I'm talking shoes. Well, really, what did you expect? And we start with sad news. A shoe death. Yes, I'm devastated to tell you that this pair of shoes, the object of much admiration, many kind comments and former feature of the right hand bar of this blog (they've come down because it's too sad to see them there now), have died.
|Love a good Nora Batty ankle. Love it.|
The upper is coming away from the platform on the inside edge of the right shoe. It's one of those that you could glue temporarily and hope for the best but that would probably come away again and if you tamper with this kinds thing it leaves you banjaxed for returning them. So they're headed back to Miss Selfridge and I shall wait patiently, most likely, for a refund. However, I'm crossing my fingers that there's a cheeky pair hidden in a warehouse just waiting to be sent to me! Urgh, I love those bloody shoes!
So, while they are no more, I did recently acquire a tapestry addition to my shoe wardrobe. These beasts, from ASOS:
|I can normally be found on my back with my feet in the air. It would seem.|
Yes, I know they won't be everyone's cup of tea but that's neither here nor there because they are very much mine! They are GIANT. So very, very tall. They make me about 6"1. I am basing this scientific measurement on the fact that I'm still smaller than Mr S in them but only by a whisker. A mere whisker! And he stands 6"2 fact fans. Truth be told, I did like the Miss S's better but these guys feel edgy and, being on the cusp of 30 [oh, I know I barely look a day over 21 ;-)], I need some edge in my life. Some rock 'n' roll. And if tottering about doing one's best to balance and having almost completely numb feet all day, in the name of fashion, ain't a teeny dose of rock n roll, I'll eat a pair of sensible shoes. Here I am posing in them:
|boots: ASOS, t-dress: Uniqlo, Shirt: H&M, necklace: Godiva|
Look how I'm artfully showing off the wedge. You should probably expect to see more of this shit soon.
Here's a closer look at my lovely nautical but nice necklace. Cos you need that in yo life...dontcha? I do love a bit of mirrored acrylic. *Sigh*
Update: My broken shoes arrived back with Miss S on the 12th. It's now the 24th and I've heard NOTHING! Crap-tastic! Those guys (in fact Arcadia generally) suck butt.