Last night, I was beat out by ONE MEASLY SECOND on ebay for a particular Marc Jacobs watch I've been stalking. As a consolation prize, I've decided that I don't have enough shoes. (What? They all still fit in my closet, and it's a small closet!)
I've gazed adoringly at over-the-knee flat boots for a few years now, and although I'm certain that thigh-high suede is not the most practical late-November footwear, look! They're on sale! And they're over-the-knee boots that no self-respecting hooker would wear!
And wait a minute, I don't own any grey boots! I can totally fix that!
It's not an addiction, it's a hobby. I swear.