I have long been powerless against the cherry. Not the kind you eat, the kind you wear. For reasons not entirely clear to me, from time to time clothing manufacturers and designers put cherries on dresses, blouses, purses, barrettes, shoes and I don’t seem to be able to help buying these fruit-festooned garments. I’m attracted to the vintage-y feel of the motif, the rockabilly vibe, and just the plain ole happiness cherries suggest.
Now that I’m older and need to seriously rein in the cute, sartorially and behaviorally speaking, I have shied away from cherry prints. In fact, I’m selling my various dresses and purses et al.
But recently I just HAD to get these Miu Miu sandals. They were expensive, but I justified this frivolous purchase by telling myself (uh, and my husband) that the are flat and therefore comfortable, practical shoes. They have cherries on them, and the most compelling argument, they have sparkly cherries on them.
I mean, come on.I’m not made of stone.