While visiting Los Angeles last month I also visited my mecca. Ever since moving to NYC I have been deprived. My Mister and I checked out the new Nordstrom on the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica and picked myself up a little amazing souvenir. My Mister will claim temporary insanity but to my utter shock and incredible justification skills { sometimes I even surprise myself } he didn't totally put the kibosh on my purchase.
Could have been his vacation brain or the fact that I was reminiscing about out h-moon in Italy { where all the ladies wore wedges at night so their heels didn't get caught in the cobble stone streets }. Either way, I am totally talented wearing these right now in my uncomfortably un-modest bikini and when we go back to Italy { some day }.
P.S. I went up a half size in these and I also had several of the straps taken in by a cobbler { I have narrow feet which makes it hard to wear strappy shoes and worse, is a visual mind f***. My feet appear WAY longer than they are. Black flats, the worst. Just saying. }