So, I never wound up getting those blasted Melissa wonders... They just weren't cutting it, to be honest, I mean, I have a pair of wedge-style shoes that I am still trying to get some wear out of - 2 years post-purchase.
Sidenote: The last time I wore said wedges, I piruetted through the air, landing on my back (thus being Gods gift to my Chiropractor. He totally digs the fact that I am the most accident-prone lassy in Brisbane). A little gruesome fact about this, lets say, Event - My reasons for slipping over is because of a 'spillage'......... of vomit!!!!!!!! THAT'S RIGHT - I'M GONNA CAPS THE FUCK OUT OF THIS SENTENCE DUE TO SOME RAD RUM PIG WHOM INSISTED ON SPEWING RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOOTPATH, WHEREBY I COME WALKING ALONG IN MY WEDGES, RATS AND NEW SHIRT, TO SLIP, FALLING CLEAN ONTO MY BACK INTO LE VOM!
OK, so back to where this blog was heading. I have decided to succumb to my latest obsession - Winklepickers/brogues:
Just look at 'em! These, my furry little friends are my new reason to get out of bed in the morning. Pictured are the Tuxedo Femme Lace Up in Black and Dove Grey by Mimco. There is also a website devoted to satisfying my obsession: I googled 'Winklepickers' and stumbled across this saucome site that sells the most incred Winkles! Silver! Gold! Weaves! Checkered! <3>
Check it, don't wreck it: Winkle Fantastica
I am thinking the patent blacks for moi. Simple <3>
2 comments:
I'm digging the shit out of the dove grey ones.. hot.
oh.. and where the hell have you been?? Wine at the ladies house again me thinks. x
panda - I have invited myself over to your house and we shall drink some boxed wine. x
Done. Lets just rock up at Pandomonies crib with a fine drop of goon.
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