Grandma's jacket, Vintage jumper and shirt, Forever New jeans, Wittner heels
Wore this getup to Kevin's uni today (probably wouldn't wear heels at mine) and by the end of the day I was hobbling back to the car because my feet were starting to blister. Aching feet I can tolerate, but shoes that haven't been broken in are torture.
The last time I wore these heels were to fashion week so I had forgotten how much they hurt. But they're gorgeously quirky and I have short-term memory so I continue to put my feet through hell.
Listening to the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack as I type... heaven!