21 March 2012

Somebody stop me feat. Camilla Skovgaard

Actually, don't stop me. You see, the thing is, I seem to be developing a taste for expensive shoes. Oh, don't get me wrong, I've always had an eye for them but, like those posh pastel macaroons or tea time snacks from Fortnum and Mason (if you've never tried their Florentines, you should. They're hideously expensive for what they are but, oh, Florentine heaven. Heaven. For the record, the ones I tried were a gift.), I assumed they were for, well posh folk and TOWIE types and just a bit out of my price range. But then came the Louboutins - one of my shoe holy grails (I'm planning a post on my shoe bucket list...) - slashed in price on the Outnet. Oh the Outnet. It's basically like the designer equivalent of eBay but without the bidding process. You see designer shoes, you love them. You see the price and know they're a bargain (relatively speaking) and that there's only one left and it's your size. It's fate. But then comes the lightning fast mental arithmetic - has the money come out your account for shite you've bought in the last week, has your pal paid you for those train tickets, can you afford them, do you really need them, all the while knowing that some beatch could snap them out from under your nose as you try to figure out what £347-£124+£54 is... So, in summary, the Outnet and similar such sites make shoes you thought you couldn't afford more attainable. And this week, it happened to me again...a bucket list item (you'd never have guessed from the post title)

What could it be?
Oh Camilla!
Dust bag = poshness.
Plummy perfection. Oh, ok, I acknowledge that they look a bit dull from this angle.
But, the deep plum is so classic and just look at that doused-in-petrol effect heel!
Look, just look! It's all at once so pretty and so fierce!
And the box is like an architectural wonder of the world. Well, of the box world, maybe. I appreciate this detail.
BOOM! Not so boring now, eh? That's what I call a platform. Someone get me a field cause these babies are rubbered up like a mother effing tractor! Actual boring shoes can kiss their ass. Or their heel or something.
The thing is, designer labels have never really been my thing. I'll happily wear stuff from anywhere (that isn't on my customer service blacklist). But, oh, posh shoes. They just feel so decadent on the foot! The construction is so beautiful and they genuinely do feel more comfortable. And these: the nubuk upper is so soft. Butter, babies butts, whatever - doesn't cover it. Doesn't come close. Even boys in my office stroked them and cooed when they arrived. Such joy. And that's a little of why I shall save pennies to indulge my little habit occasionally...

4 comments:

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Crazy gorgeous souls, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
You always have the best shoes in the world.
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Elise said...

Wow yeah they're gorgeous! Loving the heels :)

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Pearl Westwood said...

I <3 Camilla this pair are gorg!! Ive had a couple of good Outnet buys x