I am not what one would call a follower. I dance to the beat of my own drum and love it. So when my eye fell on the latest uggs I found myself turning into a fashion lemming. I have never been an Uggs follower, preferring my sky scraper heels instead, but I am like 100% in love with the latest uggs. The print on the boots is pretty and flirty, just like me, which is just superb right?
It was whilst I mulled over my shoe dilemma this weekend, that I ended up purchasing the following bad mamas. I ordered them on Sunday and they where delivered today at work by the rather yummy DHL man. As I screamed “my shoes” out loud and proud, the whole office gathered around my desk so they can be the first to take a peek. Feeling like a proud mama I pulled them out of the box with love, and suddenly I heard a shriek. It seemed that the girls (and the one guy) where completely shocked, and following the clearing of their throats one of them muttered “they are certainly different”, as they shuffled away. I love my new shoes with the lust only a fellow shoe lover can relate too; I will just try not to do a Naomi.
Champagnista M
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