Okay, since becoming best friends, with my best friends, they have somewhat damaged my innocent thinking. I have an wicked sense of humour, I enjoy laughing at sexual innuendos and I no longer feel bad when someone trips and falls flat on their face. I've developed the brain of a hormonal, high-testosterone, sexually frustrated guy.
My point is, I just JIZZED at the sight of these shoes. It is not a case of want, lust or must have. IT IS A SERIOUS CASE OF NEED.
Oh um GUYS, good time to mention my birthday is on Saturday :) Just saying...
I LOOVEE YOUUU