le gold est mort, vive le gold!
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The pair at left, bought around this time last year, has been my best friend ever since, regardless of season and country. It shows: unfortunately, the soft, bouncy wedge hasn't proved as well put together as the leather, so the shoes and I will have to part earlier than planned.
I still like them, even if, as my love noted, the leather seemed cracked. It was supposed to look so, of course, and that made the shoes less shiny, more casual. They've been my everyday black and comfortable shoes and I'm happiest to report that they've been rather successfully replaced.
On a whim! Walking around Bizonul (shoe shop on Lipscani St. in Bucharest) in a rush, I had the idea to briefly enter and, five minutes and 25 pounds later, the pair at right became mine. For the same price as last year, around the same time of the year, gold shoes are back. This time with a solid kitten heel, which makes me hope they'll last longer.
Given the choice, I'd still pick the original pair, for that gold is better and that leather, smoother. But, hey, I'm still very lucky, and thrilled to give away my cheap (really) black patent shoes.
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