Either they are rubber and canvas baby doll shoes flat and covered with polka dots or they are these wicked high heel trampolines that I would just fall of of. What to do? I need new shoes, badly.
I love shoes but now have realized even after walking down Rue du Rennes, the shoe street, that anything that catches my eye is made in Italy. I am surprised also that I have less shoes than my boyfriend, amayzing. Who ordered a boyfreind with more shoes than me, that is not fair.
I must say that there is a third category of shoes it is the old matronly look, not necessarily comfortable. None of these are my style. Aside from the basic structure of these shoes they are so UGLY it makes me want to just cry.
The worst part about the shoes in Paris is that you have to wear them with bare legs and no socks if you want to look vaguely like you belong in this city. Even today, the 28th of March and a tiny bit of sunshine the women bare their legs in miniskirts with trampoline heels and no hose,bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!! Do they think that they are sexy with mozzarella white thighs and goose pimples!
I have decided that my only solution is to go to Italy to buy shoes and I have to have more shoes than my boyfriend does.
