blah blah shoes blah, dmu blah.

hello again. i know ive neglected this for a bit, but ive been busy going out and spending all my money on alcohol. I've come to a time where maybe i should stop drinking so much and maybe start focussing on my career in the future. I've decided now, that i am determined to open a shop when im older. With or without the aide of my brother, who recently told me he wanted to open a males clothing shop and if i ever created shoes, i could if i paid him stock his shop with my mens line of footwear. How kind of him, i know. However ive started to really think about it all, and i really like the idea of being a buyer for a magazine at the early stages of my career.

So here goes to actually getting my act together and trying to find someone willing to trust me enough to let me do this for them. Or even just let me observe whilst someone more experienced takes the reins. Either way, its what i am craving to do as i sit in the childrens shop i work in, watching the world go by. Everyone else seems to be moving forward with their life, whereas i am stood still. Failing to move on after the last couple of years. As a lot of my close friends know, i went through like four years of operations, and like me they thought id be a hell of a lot happier afterwards. Which i am. I am happy with who i am as a person, just not with what im doing with my life.

I live in the serious hope that if i do go to DMU (de montfort university) that maybe this will kick start my real passion, because it is in there raring to get out and explore the creative path i want to go down. But i guess winchester isn't really as creative as it thinks it is. Yeah it has the beautiful architecture and the history. But where is the passion, the drive and the CULTURE. This place has been my home for ten years and the culture has been the one thing this place has lacked since day one. Maybe its just the fact i come from london and that place is buzzing from it, but there isnt anything out of the ordinary in a creative sense. Everything is mundane and similar. So until leicester i shall create, a somewhat creative streak in myself, on myself maybe? and to stop me from ever becoming a mundane wintonian i shall adorn myself with ink tattoos. Therefore no one will ever be the same as me. I shall then also be restricted from an office or ordinary job.

Rant over. Have a nice day chickaaas.

Train your mind to let your feet remain comfy...sometimes

Now recently, i have started becoming obsessed with trainers. I feel if worn with the correct things, they can look really nice, yet you remain completely comfortable.So recently i had a little look around for a comfy shoe, that still was quite fashionable. Instantly my mind said trainers. So i had a little gander round my hometowns shops. Which were bleak. So i reverted to online, and found converses, which i had long forgotten about. I used to wear these beautiful creation back when i was about twelve, when the whole of the united kingdom went crazy about them.  I instantly found a supplier and went and bought myself a shining white pair. In hindsight yes this was a very idiotic idea of mine. But i purchased with the thought that they'd go with everything. Which they did, but they also attracted a lot of black markings and dust. Honestly though i couldn't care less if they're dirty. With them being so comfortable and versatile i wear them with everything; leggings, dresses, shorts, the list is endless. I work in a kids clothing and shoe shop, the one staple item in my uniform is my converse.

The other fabulous thing about converse is that they're a canvas shoe, which means, with a little helping of clarks shoe shampoo, you can pop em straight into the washing machine and then when they come out, they pretty much look brand new. Which certainly helped me out when i spilt a nice refreshing pint of cider and blackcurrant all over them. Yes you heard me a bright purple drink all over my white converse. But no word of a lie, they are no longer pink after their little spa treatment.

In future though i shall remember that white maybe isnt the best colour.

So after realising the insane comfort of trainers, i shall be purchasing a few more in the next coming months, but which ones to go for you ask... here are my top five, in no particular order.

I have been lusting over nikes, low blazers for god knows how long. Today i may have found the ones. Now i know purple may not go with everyting, but i've never been one for shying away from clashing colours.

Then there are the beautiful adidas. The 'top ten hi sleek lil bow' The bow on these adds a touch of feminity on a high top that is normally deemed quite manly. I do feel though, many high tops look feminine with a floaty dress or pretty patterned leggings. Okay so they may not be everyones cup of tea, but i like 'em.

Then i need these in my life. The adidas gazelle, they look delish in grey. Again i know that the colour may not be ideal, what with our english summer, consisting of rain. But i feel that with some colourful leggings, they'd look mint. So another pair are added to the wishlist.

Then superga. Since working in the kids shop, my horizon on the shoefront has been widened and i have opened up to more brands recently, superga being one of them. And since finding out they are one of alexa chungs favourites they have appealed to me even more.The classic 2750 is my ultimate superga. Its so plain yet so different to other trainers i have my eyes on. The colours that i love most are; Ottanio, Ultramarine, Blue Caribe and Island Green.

Then my last trainer i am forever lusting over is... the puma suede classic ensign. The colour of these is gorgeous and i want them in my life.

Enough about trainers im off to look at jeffrey campbell shoes and cry into my pillow about how much i need them in my life.

The New Girl

So im certainly new to all this blogging malarky. But as my obsession has grown stronger in the world of shoes. What with myself hopefully venturing out to university to study the things. I had a sudden thought, why not start a blog about what i love about shoes. So in the last month i've had a look around the world wide web for a blog that i love and want to seek inspiration from. And yes, some do have a couple of shoes i like, but not one do i shout with excitement and i am yet to fall in love with a particular blog. So to heck with that, i shall seek inspiration from my surroundings away from the internet.

You're probably all thinking who is this female, whats she even about. Like i said i want to study Fashion Footwear at university and hopefully in the future be able to design or even create shoes that i love and other people will instantly fall in love with. I think ive always had a slight obsession with shoes. with my first pair of heels being when i was about nine. Now don't get all, 'OMG, why were you allowed heels at this age?' Just so you know, when i say heels, i mean i was maybe an inch off the ground. They were tiny kitten heels, which i despise now. They were these silver glittery things that i loved dearly and used to love watching my friends reel in jealousy whenever i wore them. They made me feel wanted and must i say it, beautiful. Cheesey, i know. But they did and since then ive loved shoes with a passion. I refuse to wear anything lower than 4 inch heels nowadays though, purely because if im wearing a heel, its to give me height. Therefore i want to be a giant.

Now, the reason for me wanting to actually design shoes, is purely for the reason that i can never find a shoe that is visually stunning, yet comes with a reasonable price tag. I usually find knock offs of amazing louboutin or campbell shoes. Yes they may look beautiful for the first couple of wears, but soon they will start to turn to crap. And then i might aswell have saved up a little more money and i would have been able to buy the real things. i say a little more, i mean the whole of next months paycheck. And from working at clarks, who are reasonably priced and good quality. I feel they lack just one thing, which yes i admit they are getting better at, is style.

So here goes, my mission to change the world... for feet and our purses at least.