Well, if it's not one natural disaster, it's another. People on the east coast are bracing themselves for Irene this weekend, in much the same way one might brace themselves for the arrival of a middle-aged, angry, divorcee aunt at Thanksgiving: avoidance and stockpiles of liquor.
I, on the other hand, am taking matters into my own hands. My feet, actually.
Making the usual pit stop among my favorite blogs last week, I spotted a pair of shoes I simply had to own at VivaLuxury. They come from a company in NYC called "Le Bunny Bleu." The name alone instantly turns grey clouds bleu, don't you think??
First of all, the packaging is j'adorable! I have no idea what these things are. I thought they were face blotters...
...but ruled them out only after trying to use them as such. It's called SCIENCE, y'all, and I'm not afraid to use it. Anyway, if you know why a shoebox would include these small translucent brown papers, please tell me. Otherwise, I'm gonna continue to wipe grease from my face with them. And that's a promise.
Although I never use them, I love when shoes come with their own shoe bag. I'm an American...I like stuff. What do you want??
But what, praytell do these swoon-worthy shoes look like??
Any guesses yet...???
OH HELLZ YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
That's right--bunny shoes. Mother. Effing. Bunny. Shoes. These have everything: color, purpose, whimsy! Oh, the whimsy!!!!
Just look at that face...
LOOK AT ITTTTTT...
I mean, a bunny? On your foot?? If this doesn't get you excited about a flat shoe, then clearly you have no soul, said the girl wearing 5-inch heels.
Speaking of "souls", check out the red sole on these
Eat your heart out Louboutin. And unlike the lawsuit-happy designer, these precious little feet coverings will only set you back $49! Plus, there's no shipping OR tax! I don't know how they get away with it, but you should probably order as many shoes from them as you can before they hop away. <-- bun pun! I've already got my eye on these and these.