Good morning, Tuesday. Yea, the weather outside is frightful, as is my week long cold. My eyes and nose are driving me absolutely insane, so hopefully I'll call it a snow day later and go home and get some rest.
Yesterday was all about sneakers, but today, TODAY is all about a sandal. Though it's not nearly sandal weather in my neck of the woods, a gal can't help but dream of exposed toes and gleaming gams. I'm being haunted by these Proenza Schouler gladiator sandals for Spring- have seen them out and about in the stores and online as well, and I just can't quit them. At Zoe in Brooklyn (scary how nice that store is), they had them in both black and white (below) and my heart went all kinds of crazy. They are amazing.
Maybe it's my freelance, rebellious punk rock attitude of late that has me in the mood for something a bit tough. Maybe it's the fact that the heel on these looks very walkable, or maybe it's the fact that I've never been a grommet/studlike accent I didn't like. I want these in a very real way. As I sit here dreaming about my bed and some Bravo television, I'll make a little room in my brain for these little ladies. I like that they look like they can kick an ass but still look refined and sexy. Gorgeous.
Oh and if you're looking to get all Russell Crowe on someone and worried that heel height may get in the way of your plundering, they also come in a flat version, which are pretty transcendent in their own right (flat sandals everywhere for Spring by the way). I'd hit these for real, and would most likely fight a lion to procure them.
Cause that's what's up this well heeled Tuesday in the 212. Yours, in boots for now but sandals later. Let the games begin. XO