It may be my addiction to shopping talking (it's definitely my addiction to shopping talking), but isn't everything made better with a new pair of shoes?
Take, for instance, Paris.
Who'd-a-thunk that the City of Lights could be made even brighter with the simple addition of a cute little pair of heeled-oxfords from Author in London.
True, their motherland hails of slightly grayer skies -
but something about their shiny splendor more than makes up for their dreary origins.
And, in my humble opinion, take my plane jane black dress to Rue Saint-Honoré worthy wardrobe.
|wearing: dress: UO, belt: J.Crew, shoes: Author|
My personality, however, it did not.