Sometimes I find things that I CAN'T believe were given up by someone, get freaking thrilled that I found it, of all the other people that could have gotten to it before me, realize this is a miracle, get my item home, wear it out and realize there was actually a really good reason someone: A) got rid of the item in the first place, B) didn't buy it before me, and C) should not make suede boot soles out of foam. I mean, they felt sort of weird and sticky on the floor when I first put them on, I wore them around the house today while it poured rain outside, then when the rain stopped and I went out to take these photos, I found a trail of camel colored foam on my way back to my camera to check the shots. WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON!!?? Oh dang. My new miracle suede booties just lost their souls. Away to the great boot heaven they go. "Bye Bye little booties! Go be with your little vintage bootie friends that I assume made it there way before you did since you probably sat in someone's closet of purgatory for the past 20 years." That top photo actually looks like I am bidding the little booties farewell. Awe, well, there are always more booties I guess.
Dress, cardigan, hat, belt, bracelet, lost soul booties: thrifted vintage