We were cleaning out my closet last week and low and behold – I had 40 pairs of shoes in there!
My favourite: the space-boot on the left. I had to wear it when I thought I broke my ankle last summer. I got hit on in that boot, on my way out of the Notting Hill Carnival chaos that had taken over my street. The guy said that he appreciated how I matched my outfit to blend with the boot. I thought: “Why, thank you! I get that (fashion sense) from my mother.”
