monday man

Well, I had an awsome fashion discovery this weekend. I found a natty black man who makes awesome shoes. I mean awesome like really, truly, awesome. Italian made, leather soled awesome. Dude walked into T.H., pulled out his bag of tricks and inside, in my size, were a pair of red suede d'orsay pumps. Classic versions of the ones I've wanted since V&R sent those deer antlered models with understated gray dreamy clothes and fuck-me-red pumps down the runway... perhaps you remember that show. I do, it's how I dress in my fantasies. Well, my V&R-type avante-Belgian clothing fantasies. There are also the JPG ethnic chic fantasies and the Junya Wantanabe sweater or bubble coat fantasies. And the Yohji all black red lipstick fantasies...

Anyway, even though I've shopped WAAAYYYYY past my budget this week (I bought a secondhand Balenciaga from Mai's rummage sale, paid for Italian lessons and oh shit, is rent due?) I needed those shoes. And when I rocked them Saturday night it proved they were worth every dime (and I got them on sale.) I would post a picture, but i don't think photos will do them enough justice. I didn't even love them til I put them on and then i could not take them off. My mom paraded them around her party and Isaac made me roll up my pants to admire them at his party. But I think he was drunk...

Regardless, I am broke and happy even though my 2 signature purchases this do not match at all. Can you imagine orange metallic suede with flame red suede? I can and it makes me quesy...

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