Wednesday, 9 September 2009
Chasing pavements
I'm doing something I abhor. Wearing sneakers where heels should be, in business clothes.
I'm not much for function over form and my daily commute may be a short walk, but those little plastic caps on stiletto heels can cost up to ten quid to get fixed. So I'm going cheap (and short arse) on it.
My alternatives to kappa kicks from the boys section of Sports Direct? Maybe wear crocs instead (though I have picked my side on the love/hate split on that one already) or go hipster with purple high tops?
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- It's too soon for scary chocolate St Nic's
- Migration patterns
- Oh, my brother says the T isn't silent
- A pub hidden from those banker types
- The Age of Ignorance, the Age of Stupid
- Summer waits for the walk home
- I love it when good design turns up in places you ...
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- Better than any pizza you've ever had
- Roman ruins, fill ya boots
- Naples for our first slice of pizza
- The last day of summer
- Equality in Moderation
- Call center pinball
- Chasing pavements
- Selfridges exposed
- Party Favour
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1 comment:
Oh yeah thanks, like I needed a shoe fetish to go with all my other problems . . .
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