Just because I don't wear them doesn't mean I don't crave them. I love shoes; pretty, strappy, sexy hi-heeled shoes. Italian shoes are a special temptation.
They are bizaare, fabulous, ridiculous and totally frivolous. Instead of wearing them, I treat them like an object d'art...I photograph them.
WAY more comfortable.
On a recent day trip to Roma, I enjoyed the wonderful, fanciful window displays of the shoe boutiques. Here is a sampling of the amazing footwear that was displayed on a summer afternoon in Roma.
