London shoes again.
I wanted to wear a heel today as am still rather afraid summer proper will roll around before I´ve gone through them all, and heels and the Swedish outback do NOT mix. Also didn´t want to wear too much of a heel as I still have a bit of a blister on my little toe from Saturdays´ extravagance.
Enter dancing shoes. Very 1940´s; black suede and leather Mary Janes. Sturdy 5 cm heel and sensible buckle to keep them firmly in place. As I wore heels pretty much every day during my London years, it was important to have something really simple to fall back on.
I was telling a friend that the reason I aquired so many shoes in London that we had very low running costs. I.e. high disposible income. I realise though that it was more than that. I had all the time in the world. Would frequently spend a whole saturday roaming around Chelsea streets. No wonder about 50% of contents of my closet still comes from that time.