This past Saturday, I was gazing out the window at the worst weather ever. I made a cup of tea. I downloaded my issue of Elle and was stopped in my tracks by these shoes.
Not at all my style.
But who cares? They’re just that beautiful.
I started frantically combing the web, found them, and after thinking it over for about thirty hundredths of a second, I ordered them. You should know that I never buy anything off the web. If this wasn’t love at first sight, I don’t know what is.
Voilà voilà. Now I just have to figure out what to wear them with, how to pronounce Laurence Dacade with an American accent and how to respond to Scott when he asked me, when he finally saw them, “So why are you wearing Anna Dello Russo‘s shoes?”