I know, I’m wearing the Poet top again, you can’t stop me.
Wore this on a work date to Aaron’s office. Can you believe the view? He can’t either, it’s pretty great. My view somewhat pales in comparison, but let’s not compare then, shall we? Comparison is the theif of joy and all that.
These shoes did OK for me, but I would not award them any comfort-based accolades. They look super pretty though, don’t they? Their one major issue is the interior is coated in what I guess is a paint, and due to age it’s flaking off. So I’ll need to figure out how to restore that somehow.