Anyway, as it seems increasingly likely that I shall die a childless old crone (my mother is of course delighted at this turn of events), I shall have to console myself with these babies instead.
They look ridiculously precarious and should probably come with a health warning but they're also an irresistible vision of yummy pewter and faux snake loveliness.
Available from April at Faith, just in time for pay day. Being a shoe mom is just sooo rewarding.
