

I am the {un}fortunate beneficiary of a dangerous obsession. It has long been in my blood, and I have managed to resist it up until the third hour of my second decade on this earth. It really shouldn’t be classified as a dire situation – but as the usual progression of obsessions go it is quickly becoming an addiction. And what is this obsession that I speak of you may wonder?
Well… shoes, of course!! I have amassed quite a collection this year alone – to the tune of 20 new heels and counting… (and I’ve got my eye on about 10 that I am trying to squeeze into my budget as I type.) *Sigh* The guys reading this are probably rolling their eyes. What woman is not obsessed with shoes you may ask? Believe me, I live in the most “cosmopolitan” city in the US, and I’ve seen plenty that blatantly don’t care. That is a little ‘sad but true’ fact for me. And as for the girls, I assume you are probably nodding your head thinking, “me too!”
Well, I found it apropos to write this after posting some Louboutin Boots on my FB that people kinda fell over themselves about. That and the fact that I have been learning about the construction and manufacturing processes of well-tailored shoes & heels from a collaborator at The Vanguarde – who knows what that will lead to but I have a few ideas up my sleeve. And of course, we recently rapped up the festivities of New York Fashion Week – so though I usually dedicate my site to all things personal and art related, I decided to throw in a little fashion… cause every girl needs her fix from time to time.
So here it finally is.
My top ten shoes of Fall / Winter 2009.
Oh, and that “unfortunate beneficiary” remark I made is very true – my mother owns shoes from when she was a teenager amassing to well over 1500 pairs. I kid you not.
Enjoy & let me know your thoughts… or if you think I missed out a vital pair.



















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dopeness. you got much style ms. coco.
love the nicholas kirkwood shoes - must cost an arm & a leg.
blog is amazing btw.
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