I have never been one to follow any fashion rules. I like what I like, I definitely hate what I hate (I’m looking at you stonewashed elasticated waist pants) and if I can’t find what I want, I make it. I sometimes think back to the times when I was a kid where we used to fashion our finery from garbage bags or newspapers or curtains or op shops or the rag bag. We would proudly parade them around for all to see after school and on weekends. I recall once being sent back to my room to change on a high school camp excursion,,,,,I think it was Hobbytex’d denim shorts and a black shirt which was the offending outfit, I WAS considering going to University to do an arts degree, bloody stifling chumps.
Anyway, enough of that. Yes, I will admit that I have a very questionable sense of fashion, however, I KNOW that these are all shades of wrong, I don’t care if they cost a fortune and are made by a name brand, they are dreadful, who the hell wants hairy sandals? Hairy scratchy fucking high heeled thongs?!? Friday Fashion Fail!
http://www.zimmermannwear.com/readytowear/accessories-shoes-1/shoes/raffia-high-heel-sandals-1.html
If these don’t repulse you like they do me, too bad, they are SOLD OUT! FFS o.O
