I feel like we were only just getting started.

Last season, the statement shoe reigned supreme. Summer was the time of fabulously frivilous heels; on the catwalk, and ultimately, on the high street, where you and me could realistically get a go at them.

I truly fell in love with shoes for the first time. In all honesty,  they used to be an after-thought. I was more of a clothes girl; my shoes were just the platform for the rest of my outfit.

But after the swoon-worthy summer collections, I fell head over six-inch heels.

Now, I’m all;  shelter, water and shoes. They are essential, and I just can’t get enough.

I’ve been enjoying a fine romance. But things changed. November happened. Big ol’ boots arrived on the scene, and I’ve been fighting the urge go back to plain and black ever since.

So yesterday, I bought a pair of completely impractical shoes. Violet-hued, high heeled, strappy suede numbers that stole my heart the second I spied them.  And I’m wearing them, right now. On a rainy, freezing cold day in London.

And I feel like a million bucks.

There’s nothing like a pair of new shoes; any time of the year, but the shoes on shelves at the moment are worth their weight in fashion gold; and they should be worn, and shown-off no matter what the weather. Well, that’s what I think anyway; and I’ve definitely caused more shoe-ward glances today than any of the other boot-wearing public down my street!

Pictured: The Black Gardenia Metallic Lace Up Sandal, £45, from Barratts, the Henrietta Peep Toe Shoe, £99 from House of Fraser and the Carvela Gwen, reduced to £49 at Kurt Geiger.

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