I couldn’t resist posting these. The little five-year-old girl in me is screaming with joy while the adult me is trying to figure out how to justify the purchase of a gold banana-looking glitter pump. It’s an interesting line between love and hate.
Who am I kidding? It’s love. It’s grown-up Dorothy Gale after she grew tired of those ruby slippers. Really, who wouldn’t love owning these? Perfection in glitter.