I keep forgetting that we are no longer in bangkok where wearing shades does not automatically raise you to douchebaggery level x 10. Back from bangkok with about seven or seventeen new shades i do wonder a little if i’ve gone overboard. On the other hand, my obsession with the color gold has melted downwards, and so taken am I with my new gold capped flats that i’ve been wearing them everywhere. Of course this delights my friends because i am finally not donning ‘fake height’ as they like to call it, but secretly i suspect the gold pumps are symbolic validation for the gold stars i never received as a child. In my full defense they go with everything, and i do mean everything, clothes, bags, and night time street lights.