I am loving these so. Maybe it's the thought of the kind of weather that would accompany me as I wore them - No ice allowed. No gusty Chicago winds either (TIMMMMBERRRRR!). Or maybe there's something vaguely reminscent about them. I'm getting flashes of playing dress-up, actually. If splurging wouldn't take kibble out of the dog bowl and I wasn't worried about looking a little more hobbling hooker than hip, I might just go there. As it is, I think I'll stay right here in my two point fives.
2.13.2009
Happiness Is a Pair of Retro Summer Heels
I am loving these so. Maybe it's the thought of the kind of weather that would accompany me as I wore them - No ice allowed. No gusty Chicago winds either (TIMMMMBERRRRR!). Or maybe there's something vaguely reminscent about them. I'm getting flashes of playing dress-up, actually. If splurging wouldn't take kibble out of the dog bowl and I wasn't worried about looking a little more hobbling hooker than hip, I might just go there. As it is, I think I'll stay right here in my two point fives.
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