Manolo Blahnik

Cute Shoes

Musette 43 Comments

I was That Little Girl.  The knock-kneed one with …omg…orthopedic shoes. Braces (teeth, not legs).  Hair always wild.  It’s a wonder I survived middle school, y’all.  I mean, really.  I was a Brain, and it was obvious that I was… Continue Reading →

SJP NYC

Nava 54 Comments

Yeah, I know; I should be tied to a tree and pelted mercilessly with rotten eggs. Haven´t we already established that SJP NYC is just another addition to the vast pile of fruity floral bombs that doesn´t need any more… Continue Reading →