I hold my hands up. I have a problem, an addiction if you wish. A shoe addiction. My book shelves no longer hold books. Oh no. They are the home, the display if you may, for my trophies. My babies. My shoes. My often, so ugly they have to be beautiful shoes. The so ugly, they have to be beautiful and obviously so hideously painful they can never be worn, only to be showcased on my shelf, beautiful shoes. Alas! The details are irrelevant, I just love shoes. So since it is that time of year again, when I am compiling my christmas list, staying true to form and picking out my newest unnecessary favourites, I thought I would honour this task with an old drawing. A piece for my University interview, where I had to describe myself in pictures. This is the start of my collection, the first beautiful pair of shoes I invested in, drawn onto a desirable pair of pins from Vogue.
A self confessed worrier, control freak, and perfectionist, with a love of all things beautiful, including shoes so ugly that they truly are spectacular, all combined with an ASOS addiction makes it rather hard to live/share a wardrobe with me. But my many faults aside, I’m not half bad with the colouring pencils, and this saturday afternoon I rather enjoyed my little self when I stumbled across my university sketchbooks. Happy to be easily distracted from the task in hand, I wasted time flicking through the pages displaying my memories of the best and worst moments of my life to date. Now, since I am a perfectionist, and naturally will need time to choose my favourite pages to photograph for you, for now, here is a small selection showing my development. The development from an idea into one of my beautiful somethings.