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Mmmm, shoes. I haven't had enough money to buy any for ages, and many of my sillier pairs are at my parents' house, but I'm more than happy to talk about the others. (This is one of those threads where you just list everything for pleasure, knowing that not many other people - if any - are in the slightest bit interested, isn't it? Like the 'what are the contents of your wallet?' thread...)
Everyday black boots. Had them since January, and have trodden the heels right out of them. They have also left a strange rub mark around my right calf - unsightly.
Black 'mary-jane' Campers. Brown Camper rugbies. The latter have lasted four years now. Blue adidas trainers which Kooky gave to me ages ago (thanks, Kooky). Horrible, smelly, brown sandals with a slight heel and sort of open elastic threadwork across the instep (four years old as well, and boy, you can smell every month of those years...)
T-bar heels. Peep-toe heels (slingback). Gray tweed courts, v. ladylike but much too big.
Black high sandals with flowers embroidered on them. Possibly five years old? Black high sandals with diamante, a bit forties, my favourite dancing shoes. Silver sandals with diamante, not classy in the slightest. Faux ponyskin (? Not like any ponyskin I've ever seen - it's orange and black blotches) boots with a whopping heel, now looking a little threadbare.
Mmph, only twelve...
I really prefer forties and fifties style shoes - I can't abide those ferocious pointed toes you see such a lot of these days (they're OK if they're squared off a bit at the ends though). I want more of them. Legs are too chunky to take most knee-length boots, and I refuse to wear stretchy boots that sag around the ankles but make your legs look like tight black sausages above, ugh ugh. |
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