A moment of silence, if you please, for the unveiling of the Munsters...
Whoosh!!
[sound of angels singing, people weeping, cries of joy, cries of horror]
Some of the weeping and cries of horror are from me on the way home from my inspiration walk! These shoes by Fluevog are aptly called the Munsters. The first half of my trip was completely fine, but things deteriorated quickly on my homeward journey. Luckily I brought my flats with me, but, oh no, I was determined to make it back without succumbing to a shoe-stop. Grin, step, grin, step, grin, step... The shoe heel is not that big, considering the platform, but the square toe on a shoe 1/8 size too small is unforgiving on a decidedly wedge-shaped foot-end.
I threw together this outfit rather quickly. I wanted to wear these suede shoes to celebrate the rare appearance of our sky-shy sun, and to wear my honeycombed tights over my black tights, a first-time combo - I loved the effect, kind of like boom, aaack! (I scared myself! My legs looked like reptiles on psychogenic drugs!) Then I wanted slightly more sedate tonal coverage on my upper half, so shades of blue with a turtleneck, shrouded in my super-long cardi with handy pockets at calf level.
Details of the outfit:
- those shoes, bought new less than a year ago as a life marker
- salmon-coloured honeycomb tights over black tights
- stretch muted-ultramarine skirt with groovy belt buckle attached, sample sale, Metallicus
- black wool turtleneck, thrifted, Value Village
- blue, blue, blue cardigan, Community Thrift Store
- maxi cardigan, sample sale, Metallicus
- magic pendant O made me, teardrop shape
- NO BERET TODAY - oh, my naked head, but if my hair were alive it would be breathing joyously
Now a closeup of the tights and shoes below. I like how my feet look teeny tiny because the camera is angled way down, but I'm not too keen on the big head.
And then a weird photo. Caption: You wanna buy a watch?!
I shall always love my Munsters, but in a sick way, for special occasions only. (These are the shoes from my cartoon in the Implode/Explode post.) Isn't it odd how the mind can erase bad shoe memories? I know I should have changed my shoes and normally I would have, but I just couldn't help myself today. Do you ever do that?!
