08 February 2012
In My Dancing Shoes
I love to wear my dancing shoes and slowly spin and sway to crackling records while the world turns grainy like an old movie. These might be for long nights with heels hooked on a bar stool, beer in hand at my usual haunts or magical nights wandering down rain soaked streets glittering under street lamps spilling my dreams to the one I love. These shoes have been hiding for far too long, and I think its time to take them for a twirl.
all treasures in the photos are vintage