So I have a problem.
A shoe problem.
I have a lot of shoes.
Too many? Probably.
As a teenager I never really saw myself as girl with a shoe problem. But it turns out I was just delusional. I may not have owned many shoes, but I had a distinct taste in shoes, mainly Spice Girls-esque platform shoes. I slowly graduated from lime green Baby Spice Platforms to more Scary Spice grungy Swear shoes.
Yes, I owned and wore these beauties in the 90’s.
I also owned much less frightening, and at the time “indie cool” (yeah I just used that term… BARF!), Airwalks, you know the ones. On top of those I managed to acquire two pairs of hooker boots one Boxing Day: White and silver Go Go’s and a more sultry, auburn, leather pair.
When my Swear shoes died a horrible death in first year university (I was returning to my dorm after dropping a good friend off at the train station and the sole caught on a cobblestone and ripped off, propelling me face first down the street, it was of course raining) I had to find new shoes, and fast. So I ordered a pair of baby blue lace-up Vans off the interwebs.
It was my first foray into buying crap off the interwebs. Hoo-boy! My discovery of online shoe retailers plus the awesome shoe store in my University town led me down the primrose path of shoes, and I mean that in the excessively luxurious sense, not the deceptive trickery sense.
Glorious, glorious shoes!
I am a little quirky with my taste in shoes. So when I fancied up and became a real girl, it’s not too surprising that my affordable yet fancy shoe brand of choice was Irregular Choice. I own a shit tonne of these shoes (see below for SOME examples, that’s right just some). Last time I visited my friends in London I came home with three new pairs, plus a forth non Irregular Choice pair.
So my friends, here are some of my shoes! Wonderful aren’t they?
I admit, I probably have a problem, but come on, these are just too awesome to pass up!
Annnd these wonderful beauties, in spite of my roomie’s well-meaning concern, will be arriving shortly!
Although my love for 4inch heels is great, there are few things better then glamming it up in some pouffy dress with a pair of converse.
A girl’s gotta dance, right?