Isn't there a rhyme involving flowers and April showers? Am I missing something? Because the past few days have felt like summer, and I have never been happier to welcome 90 degree (read: this is not normal around here) weather. In retrospect, I might have been a little overzealous, as the weather has cooled but my finger nails, in five different shades of neon, have not. Oh well.
This shoe is, as you can clearly see, a product of my brief summer mania, and a fixation on fluorescent color that the warm weather brought. It seems I'm always on the prowl for things that suck in light and spit it out in an abnormal or otherwise blinding fashion. Is fluorescence my new crystal? Who knows. I'm very enthusiastic; almost as enthusiastic as I'd be if you told me I could take a trip to Technicolor munchkin land. But I have one request: if I must fall asleep in Dorothy's field of poppy's, let them be... leather.
Someone, shake me awake, before it's too late!
Made and photographed by (IN)DECOROUS TASTE.