Isn't it amazing what you can find when digging through fifty year of junk piled high in the garage?
My mom and I were sifting through my grans old clothes and stuff. She had super small feet so my mom thought I would be able to wear her amazingly vintage shoes, from the forty's.
That's how cool I am.
These are the ones that fit me so good (:
|These are navy blue and need new heels so I can't wear them yet ):|
|These ae my favorite.|
|These are also brown, and open toe which is pretty. I like open toe shoes.|
They remind me of the Great Gatsby and all the silly 1940's hats and stuff. I wish I grew up then. Life would have been so much more glamorous. I'm bored of skinny genes, and songs about how drunk people got at the party on Friday night.