You thought I couldn't get any more girly, didn't you? You thought fizzy almond wine and multiple variations on the frothy sundress was the worst of it, I can tell. WELL, GET A LOAD OF THESE:


Ah, pink patent mary janes. With the double strap. Oh, double strap, how I love thee. I willfully ignore the internet as it shakes its head in dismay.

Labels: choice, shoes