High heels all over my floor at home. A pretty much of a normal sight every Sunday morning. Will keep this one short, lately me and one of my best friend in Paris have spent the weekends on dancing the nights away on the dancefloors of Montana and Baron, just like in the good old times ;-) So it’s totally worth the mess I’m waking up among the morning after….
…and I wonder if Prada would replace this broken golden hardware under one of my Prada stilettos??