Pair #13- Shoes in the City

I just love the "bow" on these. So charmant. If these shoes were a person, they would be Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face. They would traipse all over town, full of earnest regard for empathicalism, and look cute despite themselves. Any shoes that subscribe to empathicalism must, of course, be not just adorable, but also comfortable. And having worn these uptown and down, I can attest they are.

The summer I bought them, I had a madness for riding my bike (mentioned in Pair #5 as well) as well as for wearing a small pleated St John's Knit skirt my mother bought me when I was 16, paired with a very pretty little striped red and white tube top, with ridiculous sheer purple wide straps, that sort of flopped on to my shoulder. These shoes rounded out the look perfectly, which in my head, was insouciant and French. And, at the time, high high heels were all the rage, and I felt rebellious in flats.

I'm not sure I pulled it off. But I definitely had fun, pedaling up to Pastis, and then over to Black and White, and then to wherever else the night took me. A party in NoLiTa, a bar in Chinatown. It was fun, and we all talked and smoked and drank a lot, and it was about being young, and out, and on the street in New York, at night.