Over the weekend, I took on the daunting task of organizing my shoe collection (And no, I did not get trapped under 5000 shoe boxes as my husband likes to joke). As I organized shoes by style, I noticed one pile towered over the rest: Pumps. Yes they are a classic silhouette and usually a comfortable choice when in comes to heels. Although I have quite the array of colors, textures and heel heights, I surveyed the pile and thought “I’m in a shoe style rut”.
Here’s my thought process. A pump is classic at its base and even if you dare to choose a bright color or print, the foundation is solid. With the higher price tag designer shoes carry, I often justify them by picking pairs I can wear “forever” and that aren’t overly trendy. Of course I lust over the bejeweled gucci platform heels or the fur adorned Nicholas Krikwood loafers, but my inner fashion voice asks-will I still be into these a year from now? Of course there is always a factor of I love the shoe so who cares what the masses think.
Enter the creeper. These platforms come in many different iterations and styles and I have secretly always wanted a pair. The issue was, they look nothing like my usual style. I decided to give in a buy the pair that spoke to me. It came down to the Stella McCartney’s vs. Prada. Stella’s platform was intense and I have to admit, the height I gained without the pain of a heel was tempting and made me giddy with the additional 5 inches I would gain. Ultimately I chose the Prada version with a modest 3 inch platform. I love the classic brogue details melded with the sporty creeper sole.
As I added the pale blue box to my shoe stack, I felt like I had finally taken a step outside of my usual (shoe) box 🙂
It seems like over the coarse of a weekend, Central Park went from fresh, green leaves to brilliant shades of fiery red and golden ombres. With candy corn and pumpkin pies now being old news (but so yummy), November is well and truly off and running.
Saks has already adorned their first floor with their trademark garland, sparking the urge for peppermint lattes and window gazing. Knowing the big apple typically becomes an ice block in December/January, I relish this time of year, when layering can actually be cute and walks in Central Park are paved with golden leaves vs. mounds of snow.
And I’m back!!! I know Wishbone went silent for a couple of weeks (Aussie jet lag) #thestruggleisreal. Now that I’m almost back on East Coast time, I couldn’t wait to share some of the amazing food, experiences and of course fashion with you!
We were lucky enough to hit 2 weeks of amazing Spring weather in Sydney and took full advantage with daily walks over my favorite bridge, beachside dining, and catching up with friends and family.