Pointy Loafer Alert.
Yup. The current state of weather affairs (il pleut incase you hadn’t noticed) has officially managed to rub me up the wrong way. August! You’re solar bi-polar. My paws don’t know whether they’re running or sliding, I’ve packed the ballerina’s off on a shoe cruise (shoe bender mender) whilst I wade through the end of summer in soaked paws.
Til now.
Meet my new loafers. Navy and khaki multi-taskers, primed to tread whatever weather, perfect for tacklin/toe-capping a mugger. Pony skin booties, you can have a day off.
This pair I picked up at Dover Street Market, a little impulsively according to Mr. luxe who got straight online to see what £600 could have got him at PC World. So I won’t mention the umpteenth and one high street version hotties, so on point literally with copies.
But for you, on this miserable rainy eclipse of a day, I gift my luxe findings and pave the loafer way.
Some shoespiration…
the b a r g a i n, the c o p y c a t, the o n – s a l e, the b u y – b r i t i s h, the p r i n t – l o v e r
and the o r i g i n a l
Enjoy. L x
