'Crouching Nude in Shoes and Black Stockings, Back View', Egon Schiele (1912)

 - - spring of my eternal weakness, light at the depths of my wardrobe, pin in my unthrown grenade of bombastic style. O how I love thee, good pair of shoes. this summer (I’m ashamed even to use the word in context of the floods of rain we’ve seen more frequently than actual rays of sunshine) has been a total washou. this has seen me abandon hope in my sandals altogether and begin craving a closed toe ‘light’ weather shoe that can be worn come rain or shine, but makes sense in a spring ‘summer’ seasonal setting. here are the tunes my toes have been tapping enthusiastically to lately…

boat shoes; soft leather; chanel flats ?!; snakeskin (still this texture plagues me!!); leather mules; silver & offwhite; onitsukas!