The Summer Sandals That Got Away From Me

Granted, it’s still 90º outside and I live in Los Angeles where there is no chance of it being less than sweltering any time soon–but the season for these magical-looking sandals has come and gone.

Pumpkin Spice Lattes are being served and candy corn is lining the shelves of Walgreens once more. That means I have completely fucked up and missed out on getting a pair of my dream sandals, AGAIN.

I discovered Brother Vellies from someone on Instagram. I want to say it was IG cool girl Pandora Sykes? Or potentially my own personal fashion icon Marianne Theodorsen. Regardless, I had never seen sandals as perfect as these.

Seemingly totally flat–and not at all arch support friendly–vegetable-tanned leather soles topped with just the absolute perfect PUFF of feathers on cross-front sandals in various sherbet and other shades. The Madewell mules I regrettably purchased last year with matted grey rat-fur could NEVER.

These sandals are like functional boudoir. They’re sexy and fun and unnecessary and expensive (all words that describe me LOL) and I had plans to buy them all summer long and now as I feel as though I have definitely missed my chance.

It wouldn’t make sense to be walking around in October or November even though I’m sure I’ll be sweating balls in LA. Should I ferry off to Chicago, New York, London, or if we’re being realistic–San Francisco, my poor toes would absolutely freeze. They would go with jeans, but would look incongruous with a coat. Brother Vellies also sells a heeled version that would look incredible with a long dress and a leather jacket, BUT IT’S NOT THE SAME!!!

As summer draws to a close, and people push pumpkin loaf on me until I have to unbutton my jeans, I have nothing left to do but mourn the loss of what could have been some freakin amazing summer ‘fits.

Until then….I guess I’ll be in my Uggs.