In a moving house/we have too much stuff/simplifying frenzy, I authorised my husband to cull some of my shoes. I am only now starting to realise how severely. Hence, I was left in a situation where my choice of footwear was pretty much limited to Crocs, running shoes, hiking boots, work shoes and a couple of pairs of sandals. I needed some pretty new shoes. Well, perhaps I didn't need them but I think it is a good thing for my marriage and self-esteem that I look somewhat feminine or as we (jokingly) pronounce it in our household, fenimine.
My new faves.
Yes, I have dedicated a whole blog post to the questionable fashion choice, Crocs - I'm deep like that.