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Showing posts with label iron fist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iron fist. Show all posts
Wednesday, 11 September 2013
Saturday, 16 April 2011
Shoes maketh the (wo)man
In my bid to get out of debt I have been really good at not buying stuff that I don't absolutely need.
My shoes are a great case in point - I have been wearing what I have until it falls apart - Literally.
Off I trot to the shops to buy myself another pair of black shoes for work (see, necessity) & came. across. a. SALE!! On. Iron.Fist!
These shoes are gorgeous and oh-so-sexy (you will remember my post HERE about my first pair)
As luck would have it - they had my size in both pairs (2 for the price of 1) and I snapped them up before anybody else could snatch them out of my grubby little paws!
Are they just so pretty??
My shoes are a great case in point - I have been wearing what I have until it falls apart - Literally.
Off I trot to the shops to buy myself another pair of black shoes for work (see, necessity) & came. across. a. SALE!! On. Iron.Fist!
These shoes are gorgeous and oh-so-sexy (you will remember my post HERE about my first pair)
As luck would have it - they had my size in both pairs (2 for the price of 1) and I snapped them up before anybody else could snatch them out of my grubby little paws!
Are they just so pretty??
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| Ignore the chipped nailpolish! |
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