…Have some dripping gelato on the Piazzo di San Marco, then jump on your Vespa to meet your love, and when night sets, get married on a yacht. Why not?...
I've always been a "shoe girl" and I probably love my shoes too much because I keep wearing them untill they fall apart and even then I've never been quite capable of letting them go. I know, I know,... How sad am I?:) Well, obviously my dearest friend Laura also had this thought, so she secretly gave all my old (beloved) shoes to chararty and took me shopping.
Result? These wonderful Jane Austen-ish thrifted pair of shoes. They remind me of those old romantic times, where I would wear some utterly enchanting Charles Anastase dress (look at me pretending I can actually afford such a dress), be in Italy feeling like Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday and "Have some dripping gelato on the Piazzo di San Marco, then jump on my Vespa to meet my love, and when night sets, get married on a yacht. Why not?"
Want to come with me? xx