1960s bride veil and short dress vintage

okay, kittens, it's happening...i'm gonna talk wedding.

for several months, the bitter queen in me has resisted subjecting you to bridal blathering.  however, as the date draws closer, i find myself consumed with flyaway veils and chuppah construction rather than more whorangable items such as owl shows or lipstick tampon holders.  don't worry, the phase will soon pass.

but, in the meantime, let me give you a little skinny on the wedding pretty...

picking the dress was easy.  i walked into a small, low-profile boutique.  my hair was unfabulous, i wore no makeup, a dress called my name, i stripped, i zipped, i purchased.

the shoes, however, have been another story.  strappy shoes are so sadistically seductive, but unfortunately, i have the feet of a linebacker, so delicate just won't do.  i need something strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.

behold -- eight pretty pairs that seduced me, then kicked me to the curb...

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{above: left to right, top to bottom. kate spade lola (160.00);  chinese laundry jet set (46.00);  charles david dovey (109.95);  caparros zelda (64.50);  kate spade lyla (172.28);  mackenzie (69.99);  kate spade loupe (298.00);  bandolino eira (58.95).}

it's okay.  i'm already so over them.

now, if i could only find these sultry slides...

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i think gloria would want me to have them!

{image via the magnificent fabulon.}