Love, thy name is
Roxie Iridescent Foil Pumps. I stumbled across these a few days ago and I can't stop thinking about them...why I need them, how I would wear them. Of course, they are sold out in my size. Hear that, J. Crew? I would happily fork over $300 (blowing my monthly budget to smithereens) if you stocked more pair of the larger sizes. Think of the supermodels, think of the drag queens!
While I'm waiting for my size to come in, I've been dreaming up ways to justify this splurge...
These are shoes that want to be taken out dancing. They also want to be the center of attention, so an
unfussy black dress (sorry if you are sick of hearing about this one but...too bad, it is perfection) is just right. I'd keep everything else pretty simple --
sparkly earrings that will catch the light when you twirl and just the right pop of color in a
pretty clutch.
One of my first reactions to seeing Roxie was "those are birthday shoes!" My next birthday is still a few months away, but I already know what I want to wear to a fun dinner with friends. My night out uniform is pretty simple -- a
pretty blouse, a
good blazer, and
boyfriend jeans. It's perfect because it never feels too dressy or too casual, and the overall effect is like an arrow drawing the eye right down to your shoes. I still love a
great chunky gold watch with a black dial, and one more
eye-catching piece of jewelry feels right. This
clutch seems really versatile and I can't get enough snakeskin these days -- maybe I'll treat myself to an early birthday present?
I tried to come up with a way to wear these to work -- my office doesn't really have a dress code so I'm sure I could throw them on with a blazer and jeans, but I don't think I would. These party shoes just don't want to see the inside of an office, so let's take them somewhere fun. For a fab little summer get together, I'd go light and neutral -- a
crisp camp shirt,
leg-lengthening flare jeans, and a
classic bucket bag. For just a touch of fun, I'd add a
thin gold belt and big "look at me"
sunglasses.
