"I thought Hasbeens were people who are no longer around"

So maybe Swedish clogs aren't everyone's cup of tea, but I am super psyched to own my very own pair of the cherry red mary janes. The last time I wore clogs was in high school - they were fake black suede mules with studs. Super hawt. I also wore them with culottes. Smokin'.

I've been obsessed with Hasbeens for a while, but don't have the $$$ to shell over $200 plus for a pair of sandals, let alone ones I can only wear 3 months out of the year (I have yet to hop onto the sandals with tights/socks bandwagon). So I am smitten with these babies. They seem about as sturdy as the "real" version, but I don't own Hasbeens so it's hard to say. I am dreaming up all kinds of outfits to wear, built around these - including some stripey shirts and wide leg jeans.

Sandals came with a cute little organic cotton tote

I was one of 5 women waiting outside the Newbury store this morning - I honestly can't remember the last time I did something like this. Oh wait, it was for the Stella McCartney collab. with H&M. It was a little embarrassing, but I'm ok with it. I worked late today so went in later :-) Now if only the weather would cooperate!

Happy, pale feet

You and I were meant to be

In my power visit (driven, brief and focused) visit to Anthro after work tonight, I found these lovelies, all by their lonesome.

Raines Heels

I paid $128. 89.95. I was re-united with these lovelies for 39.95! The funny thing is they were the very same pair I returned, because at 89.95, it was still too rich for my blood. Mmhhmm. Reunited and it feels so good. Now why I think I can walk in 4 inch heels is beyond me. But as my good friend E said, I have "plenty of house" to practice walking in them. When I fall flat on my face, I'll look silly as hell, but at least kinda cute doing it. They'll be hiding for a while unfortunately as we continue to get hit with shit weather.

In more meaningful news, N is learning to dress himself. He did not succeed in getting the button through the button hole, but he wanted to "do dit". 

Now he and I, we were meant to be.