This is a confession.
I have an addiction. An undeniable attraction to something which could, if I allowed it to, have a devestating and draining effect on my finances and mental health. Something which I've been physically drawn to since puberty, something for which they make no Methadone.
No, it's not chocolate. Well I guess it could be, especially in its most perfect form, FROSTING, but it's worse than that.
It's the perfect combination of two of my favorite things in the world:
Suede.
and...
Green.
GREEN SUEDE PUMPS.
I dare the world's psychiatric community to explain it. My mother didn't own a pair, and I was never sexually abused by a crossdesser wearing a pair. I did once have a man remove one from my right foot and drink champagne out of it, but I was well into my grrensuedeproblem by then, and we were both awful drunk at the time.
Aaaaaaaanyway, I just saw THESE on the brillant Manolo's site. Aren't they the quintessence of EXQUISITE? They're calling to me.
And WOW! What a bargain! ONLY $400! I'm gonna go puke now.Labels: fashion, personal urban drama |
they are pretty damn special. i bought a pair of black suede shoes while in spain one time, but they didn't get the respect they deserved from women back here :(
$400 - ouch!