Once upon a time I had a pair of my favourite Nine West red shoes. They were my ‘go to’ shoes, most comfortable and cool looking. I was so happy that I didn’t settle for black ones ‘that would go with everything,’ my red ones went with EVERYTHING instead. I wore them so much that on one warm sunny day they ripped right down the side of all the places. I tried keeping them for longer, but that didn’t go over to well, so I had to let them go.
Photo circa 2003 and Kodak 2.2mp WOOT! Don’t be hating!
On my trip to London, after already getting a pair of pretty blue shoes, I saw them. They were sitting on a shelf hypnotizing me with their gorgeous red colour. But that was all, I left them there… cause my blue ones were already in the bag, and they were also very nice. Little did I know, that under careful instructions from mommy, my dad would go on a scavenger hunt all over London (half a year later) to find that red pair of shoes for me. Seeing my dad with a huge smile over Skype saying that he GOT them, and telling a story how he went to several places asking for Street Chic Clark’s shoes and they didn’t have them, then going to a warehouse where they found a pair for me, just melted my heart. I didn’t even know that my parents were up to something! That was so incredibly sweet! Thank you so much for my new favourite pair of red shoes! I’ll wear them well, and hopefully won’t tear them down the side this time.
p.s. They are so COMFORTABLE. <3
