OH NO, NOT AGAIN…BOOTS

 

There I was nipping to the bank between appointments, flying down the high street, when WOW!  A coup de foudre like no other.  This was pure Nora Ephron – (she of the Hollywood romantic greats) – I spotted them across the road, prostituting themselves in the shop window  in all their leather loveliness, the left coyly angled towards the right just dying to be a pair. 

Yup, its another pair of boots.  But not just any old pair of boots, these are like no other – that perfect hue of not quite black, not quite brown, not quite grey, not quite olive.  Just plain old perfect.  With just the right amount of heel/platform and sadly, far too much of the right amount of price tag.  These boots speak to me, woo me into their cult. 

Now what do I do?

marigold x

buy them of course…. go without something else. cupcake xxxx