Imelda’s either ahead of the curve or behind it. I’ve spent this morning exhausting all my leads in search of zebra print shoes and (excluding the horror of the Jessica Simpson collection) all I’ve found are 5 possibilities….
I know that in troubled economic times, by wearing baby zebras on one’s trotters, you’re inviting a gang of mortgage stressed middle class soccer (or is it hockey) moms to razor your face. This isn’t a case of lead by example because, God forbid, my Imeldettes would be razored (I don’t think I could cope with another law suit). It’s simply that I LOVE zebra print shoes, always have and always will – plus by wearing exotic luxury prints, I’m trying to send the underclass a message – ‘be inspired and work harder’.
