Marc, poodle, sugarlump, this:
This will end in heartache and bruises, and not in the worthwhile “hey at least I got a good job reference out of it” way. I’m not exactly sure what you’re trying to do here because I can promise you that ain’t nobody walking in these shoes. Remember those fantastic perspex heel jobbers from the same season?
The ones I bought because they were so fantastically NOT me that I just had to have them? Those don’t even stand up by themselves, they’re so poorly balanced.
I love a high-sloped heel as much as the next girl, but at some point the laws of physics do come into play and these and no amount of silver metallic leather is going to change that.
Pull it together Marc and give us some shoes we can actually wear, because honestly, if I wanted to spend time with something painful and expensive that can’t stand upright I’d stop avoiding my grandmother’s calls.