Though I’m feeling under the weather, no flu could dampen my spirits when I see these on my feet:
The first night I had them, I tried to wear them to bed; but I was afraid I’d kick the dog in the head and that conjures unfathomable nightmares, so I tucked them away to sleep. I think of Amelia Earhart and stories of her wearing her leather jacket to bed because she wanted that ‘slept in’ look…I never wanted to take them off.
Nothing parts me with money so fast as a good pair of boots both redeemable for the material used and its reasonable price. Suede gets too dirty and looks too used too fast, and pleather seems to be the inexpensive alternative brands turn to when sizing up something they can sell for under $100. But, Zara, the imported Spanish brand, often has a qualifiable pairing; but alas, with size ten feet, what’s a girl to do but pay full price when she sets eyes on the only pair of shoes in her size and the perfect grommet/zipper/leather pairing?! If only I could wear them to work. Sigh.
I mean…look at the back. Beautiful.
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 