Though I couldn't wear them in public without the dress.
Which, of course, since it's horrendously sunny in Philadelphia again, looks all washed out and I was trying to stay out of the bright light. But you get the point, and more importantly, you can see the shoes.
Aren't they fabulous? And best of all, they're comfortable and I can walk in them - even outside, except I hate getting their flowered soles all scuffed up on the sidewalk. These may be carpet shoes only.
Off the shoe topic, how did they sneak a new season of Project Runway up on me? Usually I'm planning my whole evening around the premiere, laying in the snacks, getting the wine ready, and all of a sudden at 3:00 p.m. Thursday, someone mentions the first show is at 9:00! Six hours warning for PR, and part of it spent stuck at work?
On the plus side, it looks like it might be a promising season. I liked the beginning twist, it just shows how evil they are - they got all the designers together, told them their first challenge would involve an item from their own suitcase, and after they sifted through and came out with some cherished piece, they were told to hand it over to the designer on their left, for them to cut up.
Ouch. I know how I'd feel.
Nothing too fabulous came out of the challenge, but still, it's Project Runway, and it's back, and now I can finally pry my darling news junkie off the couch and get the remote off its rotation of MSNBC-CNN-CNBC-Comedy Central so I can watch fashion porn for 90 whole minutes every week!