Oooooooooooooooooooooh. Zanotti and Miu Miu make my heart smile and my insides sort of do a little sicky spasm.
My tootsies traveling through days in different ways
Walk the (broken) line, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
Walking feet.
These feet were made for walking and that’s just what they’ll do. One of these days these feet are going to walk all over some poo.
Enchanted Feet, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
I watched ‘Enchanted’ while Andy rode his bike. I like it – I shouldn’t but I totally do.
Bus Stop Feet, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
So, these are my feet and Andy’s feet – I thought I’d let his feet get in on the game. We went to the Annie L exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery and it was ok. Just ok. I sort of see the money dripping from those magazine commissions – icky and sticky and sicky.
I love the shots of Karen Finley and William S. Burroughs.
Socks, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
My feet are cold so I wear lovely socks with dumb shoes not fit for the bitter winter chills and spills.
This tune keeps me warm though. Beeeeeeeeeeautiful.
‘What big eyes you have. The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad. La la la…’
Christmas is over, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
Time to kick off the novelty socks and prepare for a new year full of other kinds of socks and no socks at all.
and I get to see Maffews tomorrow.
Happy nearly new (not poo) year.
The Beginning, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
Today I will mostly be knitting and eating pigs in blankets and watching Mary Poppins and trying to write something that is not completely meaningless, or perhaps totally meaningless and taking pikkers of my feets with the camera.
Boxing Day, I think I love you.
Christmas Feet, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.
My feet love Christmas. They get really excited.
Merry Chrissymas to all the feets.
