(Image via Haneli)
Clogs. Hmmmm. My mother was always a big fan. And at some stage during my teenage years they were huge. The brightly coloured, low heeled variety. I wanted them so bad, but it wasn't to be.
And now they seem to have grown up. They look almost elegant. And I am craving them once again.
Look how utterly delightful Miss C looks in hers.
But they are silly, aren't they? I shouldn't covet them at all.
Particularly this pair, which are actually quite ugly.
(Image via Kurt Geiger)
But I do.
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