I know it now more than ever that Jeffrey Campbell will be the fucking death of me if he carries on churning out orgasmic, sex bombs of shoes every season. I need a break, Jeff, just let me breathe! I thought I could tolerate it this year, I thought I could just observe the collections from afar without going into Fashion cardiac arrest but no. He throws THESE at me.
Together with wildfox he has managed to conceive and combine my 2 childhood dreams. Being a ballerina and being tall. Complete with ballet ribbons and a 3.25 inch platform, they ensure you are en pointe for a long as you want to keep dancing ;). Over the top girly but with an intriguingly naughty aftertaste, they are to me what the glass slipper was to Cinderella. Except in her fairytale the fairy Godmother hadn't sold out.
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