So I bought a brand new pair of Nikes this weekend, and I’m completely in love. They were supposed to be strictly for the gym, but I’m basically living in them. I’d probably be sleeping in them if I could. They’re so comfy, they dress down an outfit perfectly, and you can run and dance down the street in them if you’re feeling a bit cheeky after your third cup of coffee before 11am without worrying about blisters.
Sorry, piles of Wittner shoes sitting in my wardrobe (and strewn about the living room) — you’ve been replaced.
At least until the new season stuff comes in.