I think I'm in. I mean, just look at this outfit :
Great, right.Elevates the humble Breton and skinny look to something much more put together. I love it. Looks so comfortable and adds 3 inches to your legs. Win-win.
It's the gorgeous range of Ash wedge sneakers I'm interested in - either the Bea in tan as above, or prune below:
or their multicoloured Cool hightops:
So, let's assume I go for it. I hesitate to use a terrible phrase often bandied about by my grandmother, sisters, but am I going to feel like 'mutton dressed as lamb?' I'm not too old, am I? Tell me I'm not too old!
I have not yet once knowingly stopped myself from making a fashion choice based on age-appropriateness, but at what point do I start? Should I ever start? I loved seeing those wonderful 80-something women on the Channel 4 documentary 'Fabulous Fashionistas' - they could not care less what anyone thought of their choices. They wore clothes they loved, chose beautiful things that made them feel happy and they looked incredible - joyfully, blissfully, beautifully themselves.
I think I've answered my own question. I love these ugly-beautiful shoes whether that high fashion ship has sailed or not, whether I am 10 years too old or not. And when I am running in a rush to pick up my children from school on time, when I've spent all day on my feet and they're not hurting AT ALL, when I am able to kick a football, climb a tree and swing my babies up in the air while all the time being 3 inches taller, I'm pretty sure I won't care what anyone else thinks either. I'll be too busy being joyfully, blissfully, beautifully me.