My oxfords smell like leather and rubber fresh from the paper box, but as with all new shoes, they take some breaking in. They chafe my heels and pinch my toes and mock me as I walk and go “Ouuch.” But we all must make sacrifices for the sake of looking pretty.

Inspired by the dreary, horrible weather, my new shoes (of course) and the textures of a new york city sidewalk.

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