I never understood those stories about the late 19th century. You know the ones.
A lady captivates a gent with nothing more than a sliver of bare ankle peeking from her dress. My thoughts immediately drift to Beyonce in a body suit and wonder how they survived back then.
I dashed past other pedestrians just to linger behind The Seductive Ankle at a red light.
Next up, MJ’s with button detail take the whole Edwardian thing to a new level.
My best find of the day are these enchantingly classy Walter Steiger 3-inch heels with delicate stitching at the toe. They don’t leave much space for the top of your foot to peak out. But they leave plenty to the imagination.