Yesterday I didn’t even know these shoes existed. Today, they’re all I can think about. Perforated suede, luxe animal prints, a chunky four-inch wedge and a summery peep toe front: it’s like Jeffrey Campbell invaded my shoe dreams and brought them to life. Had I not made a rookie error, I would have saved myself a chunk of cash and a hell of a lot of time.
Unfortunately, my first reaction was to write about these magnificent lace-up bootie wedges and halfway through writing this post, the nude sold out in my size. So with a half written article and serious case of shoe anxiety, I did what any fashion obsessed writer would do. I put my life on hold to track them down.
Three hours later, after coming to the devastating realisation that they were sold out online, I found them in a boutique fifteen minutes up the road. And with the initial trauma of the loss still raw, I didn’t even blink at their excessively high store mark-up or the ridiculously rude store assistant. My Mary Roks were safely in a shoebox, swinging in a bag that was attached firmly to my clingy hand. So what’s the moral of the story? When you’re dealing with cult fashion items, you can’t afford to get distracted. Literally.