It dawned on me this evening that I was not only wearing navy blue shoes...
but that they were suede, or a near approximation of same.
(A pair of Eccos that I bought in a sale some years ago and had stored in the back of the wardrobe until one of my other pairs finally, er, turned up its toes, which it did, rather inconveniently, the day I went to Ghent.)
Okay, maybe not quite as cool as
shiny shiny violet winklepickers,
but hey, plz not 2 b steppin on em, right?
(However, you may drink ma likker from an ol' fruitjar, anytime.)
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