I want these shoes
Sometimes I love the superficial. I get off on aesthetics, adore the decorative. I revel in excess, swim in color and pattern, and go on marathons with texture. Hours of life spent beyond pleasantly in unnecessary dialogue with form. There is an intensity and a delight in this for me that is deeply satisfying and somehow meaningful. Sometimes the superficial seems to carry import.
Other times things happen and the superficial just seems superficial.
Anyway, I love these shoes:
Holy whoa amazing, no? Death, glamour, violence, unicorns. A golden pistol and pearls. A piece of devilry. Shall I taxidermy it for you?
They are called "Gun Hoofs" and by Iris Schieferstein whose work is creepy and provocative and sometimes very beautiful.
Guys, I am size 7.5. Pretty please.