I. love. shoes. My closet doth attest the fact.
So, obviously, I look at people's shoes. And take pictures of them. No, that's not creepy. It's a compliment.
And if you're wondering how people react to you asking if you can take their picture, 90% of the time they are absolutely flattered. People are delightfully vain: shutterbugs, thou shalt exploit this.
Anyway, here are just a few of the 16 million feet of London.
Nice black stilettos sir. that is not a typo. Use your eyes. :)
They needn't match. Mine sometimes don't. They need only accord with the dictates of your soul.
He told us he was on on his way to work in Soho. This was at 9 in the evening. He then asked if I was a lesbian. To which Priya wittily replied, "No, she's just fabulous."
And that,dear people, is all for tonight. i go to draw some corsets.