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fashion

don’t believe a word that i haven’t heard

So. I’m embarking on a couple of days off. Would be nice if my feet weren’t in TATTERS. I have wounds on the back of my heels induced by some simple new Topshop pumps (unbearable even with plasters/socks etc). I also have a Russell and Bromley induced blister on my little toe and tan-leather stains all over. (Not to mention the sore nail and the fake tan disaster areas – yeah, you didn’t want to know about those bits). So basically I want to stay at home with my bare feet in a breeze, please. I’m pretty sure breaking-in shoes isn’t meant to be this traumatic? I bet it doesn’t happen to elegant people. No but seriously, once my feet have been scrubbed/bandaged and are battle-ready, I’m hoping to actually venture out of the house. I want to go for some food, see Harry Potter, sit on some grass and browse some shops. Here’s hoping my feet will actually take me there.

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fashion

you must not know ’bout me, you must not know ’bout me

OOPS. Those of you who follow me on twitter will know that I found myself in Russell & Bromley today. It was entirely intentional accidental. No but really, I’ve been dreaming about these for months. I’ve actually been looking for a vintage pair, but they never seem to pop up in my size. So I treated myself to the real (new) thing. Slightly extravagant, perhaps, but in my mind they’ll be with me forever. So, if you think about it like that, great value for money really. And divine, which helps.

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