It has been a weekend of crazy queues, crazy women and crazy shoes. Who ever gets enough of shoes?

Hawt pink MJ jellies - they're so comfortable they're like second skin.

Simple black Stuart Weitzman pumps for every other day.

John Galliano's sexy back.

John Galliano hooker heels; naise.
But the best is always kept for the last. It may look ordinary at first glance, but like I said, save the best for the last.

Gorgeous, lovely thing.

Kim - the lovely charcoal-black leather shoes.

Presenting "Kim"; my Kim!

It's all in the details; the gold trimmings with the classic initials.
I wasn’t the only one shopping for shoes yesterday, clearly:

Damian's stash, from The Wizard of Oz

All four, all square
But the loveliest of the lot has got to be this pair:

Sex in the shoes.
For all that, I only have four words.

Welcome to the family
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