This is not a shoe blog: We interrupt all this gratitude to SQUEEE!
Oh my, oh my. These shoes. These shoes. I am pretty sure I am going to win these shoes, if not in this contest then in my divorce. That shouldn't be a problem, right? It shouldn't be any problem at all adding them into the pile of unpaid bills, 401K division and daycare expenses...right?
Noooo. I am sure the Almost Ex will be delighted to fund a pair of fanfuckingphenomenal red velvet ankle strap shoes. OK, half. I am sure he will be fine going halfsies. They are worn by Lady Sarah Ashley, which pretty much makes it fate. Yes, I feel sure that I am supposed to go into my single life without a wedding ring and with these shoes.
Blahblahblah blessings. For the moment, I am grateful just to imagine how I might rule the world in these shoes. Not that ruling the world is contingent upon limited edition vintage-inspired velvet heels. But damn, will my powers of good get a little kick up in these numbers.
And back to reality: How long do you you think it will take Isaac Mizrahi to make knock-offs of these babies?
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