I love my Louboutin Simple 70 pumps in black patent. Here they are, posing with Frangelico.
Muscular-shouldered Italiano love-stud sidling up to coquettish French style icon. I’m doing my bit for harmony in Europe. God knows they need it right now, with all that quibbling over who-owes-who-what, who-diddled-what-balance-of-payments-data, whose-bank-duped-whom etc etc (sheesh, sounds a little like life at Palazzo Trivialista when Triv and Signor Seriousimo grit their teeth for the Bi-Annual Come To Jesus Financial Summit).
I have loved these cloddies half to death; thus they recently had to go into the Heavy Maintenance Hangar for a bit of TLC. The noice lady there suggested some re-soling, which concerned me. What would happen to the signature redness, the internationally-recognised signifier of sole style? I fretted in vain (which, the older I get, seems to be the only way I fret). I present to you…
…red replacement soles! Evidently, a certain class of clodhopper maintenance hangar is willing to cater for those of us to whom the original shade of CL sole is important. Love it. Happy treads, happy Triv.
La Trivialista 