This will be the first of what I hope to be a weekly installment on this here blog. It will comprise of odes/love letters to certain footwear I deem worthy of mention. I might even include some hate mail if it strikes my fancy.
So to kick things off, I give you the object of my current desire which has been plaguing my dreams for what feels like forever. Damn you exchange rate. DAMN YOU.
The Balenciaga Ceinture Ankle Boots
Oh How I love thee, shiny and black
I love you Ceinture, for you I lack
Thou torture my pockets, for you I pine
Please go on sale, say you’ll be mine?