
When September hits and there’s a noticeable crispness to the air the sandals and little nothings I’ve been wearing on my feet suddenly feel too insubstantial. Continue reading “Nude Shoe to the Rescue”
Jolain Muller
When September hits and there’s a noticeable crispness to the air the sandals and little nothings I’ve been wearing on my feet suddenly feel too insubstantial. Continue reading “Nude Shoe to the Rescue”