Last night I promised my best friend that I would stop buying shoes until after my wedding. It seems she noticed I had a bit of a "problem." I foolishly agreed, and it figures that the perfect flat shows up first thing next morning to taunt me.
Maybe I can convince her I need new honeymoon shoes. It wouldn't exactly be a lie.
Pour La Victoire at Shop Bop.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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