Lace me up

Every now and then I get a shopping itch. There's always that little something that my fashion heart is gagging for, and before long I'm facing sleepless nights, with my square eyes pouring over internet 'research' to source such an item; only then is the itch satisfyingly scratched. My latest crush was, rather surprisingly, brogues. I'm sure many of you are scoffing at how predictable or vile they are, or even how behind the times I may be, for brogues have been surfing the wave of resurgence for a good few seasons on the fashion circuit now. At first it was only the likes of Sienna Miller and Agness Deyn who braved brogue vogue, but with fashion's new adopted darling Emma Watson sporting a dashing blush and black pair, the high street went mad and the world and his dog were laced up to their ankles in sensible Oxfords. I took the new trend on my chin a couple of years ago, and bought a rather meek and feminine black satin pointy pair. They served me well, but received few outings and I banished them as an impulse buy with little hope of redemption. But along came my Barbour inspired jacket (I can hear you snoring, I know I keep going on about it!! Have you heard Anya Hindmarch is teaming up with Barbour this year?! HAHA I won't be the only one in wax for long, but that's another story...) and I really needed some shoes to pack the deserved punch it was aching for. Not whimpering delicate brogues, but beefy leather ones. I can't be doing with the cheap brogue hybrids on the market, I really wanted to get a smaller version of the real deal and with tiny feet like mine, I think I can just about get away with it. I am more than pleased with my purchase today of Office's finest; I was willing to fork out more but the disgusting array of toffee coloured versions made me feel queasy, and it was Office who provided the perfect pair. Teamed with my new extra extra extra skinny jeans (I need a shoe horn to get my derrière in them, but once I'm in, I'm in!), they make my calves look comparatively like toothpicks due to their charming clumsiness. Chaperoning them into my wardrobe are some quirky sheer stockings with bows up the back, and a woolly pair of tights in the sage green of Primary uniform. I think it's safe to say I am ready for 'back to school'...
Picture from Office website