If the shoe fits... it does not make it comfortable. A hommage to my collection.

Obviously women loving shoes is a well-known stereotype. I wish I could say that I could run against that grain and stand strong and proud against such a presumption, but sadly I can't.
Shoes are my thing. Shoes are glorious. Shoes are fun and most importantly, the most justifiable category in ones wardrobe.

I never used to be this way, an advocate to all things shoe; I used to be a normal converse wearing teen who owned one pair of strappy silver shoes that were used for any occasion that converse unfortunately could not attend. This changed in my early twenties. I firstly, became interested in fashion and clothes. I liked what magazines presented to me, I finally understood what a trend was and how I could create a 'style' and how that would give the general public an idea of what kind of person I was through that 'style'.
Following this was the natural progression to footwear. Why would I have all this nice on-trend clothing when I had nothing to wear on the bottom except for my many pairs of converse that had been in Metallica and Slipknot mosh-pits (yes, those bands)? This is when I discovered Jeffrey Campbell.
The saviour and master of the middle ground interesting, fashionable, affordable shoe.
Examples of the type of shoe I purchased from Mr Campbell are below:

The Alameda Neoprene Wedge

The Kelly Brogue

The Lita Patchwork Boot

I realised that shoes are incredibly functional and disfunctional at the same time. This juxtaposition lead to an incredible ease in which to justify another purchase, but an amount of hate surmountable to my dislike of mushrooms after the pain of a 12cm heel. Two years ago after many pairs of stupidly high shoes that make my back hurt, feet ache and general level of fun decrease after 2 hours of wear by about 120 Gryffindor points, I figured I had to become more sensible. This also meant I could buy more expensive shoes, at least that is what I have told myself. I dreamt of: Marni, Wang, Mugler, Acne, Prada etcetera and finally have begun collating my ultimate shoe team for life. A full-time job in the fashion industry calls for serious work wear right? Yep, that's what I think. Here are some of these amazing sale shoes (as that's all I can afford):

Marni Two-Tone Leather Brogue

Opening Ceremony Oxford Clog

Shakuhachi Brocade Riding Boot

Alexander Wang Emily Brogue

As my love increases, so does my amount. A full wardrobe, full second cupboard and others spilling onto the floor... it is shoe madness. I am going start selling my old Jeffrey's, Sportsgirls, Country Roads, Nine Wests as I believe that time has moved on for me. I want to walk, not hobble, run, not crawl in sensible brogues, periwinkles, flatforms and sneaker wedges. This begins tonight. Hello eBay.