wild feet

Grandma's jacket, Vintage jumper and shirt, Forever New jeans, Wittner heels

Wore this getup to Kevin's uni today (probably wouldn't wear heels at mine) and by the end of the day I was hobbling back to the car because my feet were starting to blister. Aching feet I can tolerate, but shoes that haven't been broken in are torture.

The last time I wore these heels were to fashion week so I had forgotten how much they hurt. But they're gorgeously quirky and I have short-term memory so I continue to put my feet through hell.

Listening to the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack as I type... heaven!

J

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