where have you been all my life.

i start and leave things on a whim (poor blog). in the same way that i shop, i suppose. was lucky enough to sweep through the topshop grand opening in soho, and purchase an armful of dresses and jumpsuits, only to later exchange them for these beauties.

that is, these beauties.

a pop of green with a slight hint of hot pink. platform and sturdy heels, i'm in love.

having an office two blocks from topshop is going to be absolute torture. now when are they going to restock that perfect boyfriend blazer...

sometimes jessica gets it right.

second hand blazer, target v neck, silence + words black pull up jeans, jessica simpson purple suede pumps

for the longest time last year, i could not get rachel bilson's purple suede pumps out of my head. they haunted me for months until one day, as i was out shopping with mom, they revealed themselves to me in a tattered box, pristine and glowing in a sea of ugliness, waiting to be claimed.

jessica simpsons' purple suede pumps. on sale.

and they were perfect: from the color, to its curves, to the toe shape; even its funky plastic heel tickled me.

sometimes, jessica gets it right.

gold shoes and goofy smiles.

blazer / f21
v-neck shirt / uniqlo
drop waist pants / zara
shoes / steve madden

i quite like these shoes, as scuffed as they are (tough love). i had purchased them last summer, in a terrible hurry, to wear at a lovely gala i was of course running late to. as thoughtless as the purchase was, it was in retrospect a lovely one, as i ended up wearing them again the next day, and the day after, and the week after... and here we are, a year later, together still. they're that comfortable.

not only that, but every time i wear them out, i can always count on little remarks and inquisitive looks from passersby. it's as if no one had ever seen gold shoes before ! i find it to be very strange, albeit amusing, the vast attention they get. (or is it strange ? can i no longer tell what is strange and what is not ? nah.)

the woman at the thrift shop, the one with the frilly gloves and leather pants, teased me with feigned disbelief. i laughed at her silliness. turning the corner on my way home, a boy sitting alone by the door of a grocery store, pointed towards me as a goofy smile quickly spread across his childish face. "you have very nice shoes !" i laughed again.

yes, i do indeed. they bring a little bit of laughter to my days.

80s music and lychee martinis.

button-less cardigan / f21 v-neck shirt / aa jeans / f21 platform boots / kenneth cole a few years ago, i flew to new york to attend a human rights forum at the united nations. during my brief stint there, i was advised to trek out to century 21 for a little bargain hunting. after a little digging -- and i do believe this is the only way to do it there -- i found these black leather kenneth cole boots for ridiculously cheap. i almost want to say they were less than $10. harper bazaar uk november 2008 what attracted me then, and still does now, was the wedge heel and its slight inward curve -- and dare i say ? subtly reminiscent of stella mccartney's ankle boots (featured above). the kicker ? i can walk well over 100 blocks in these, as i did yesterday, and still end the night -- after a quick jeans-to-shiny-leggings change -- dancing to 80s music, balancing a mic in one hand, a delicious lychee martini in the other. i really should accessorize.