It’s been a grueling summer for the Shoewhorse. Whereas a real horse needs a new pair of shoes every fifty miles or so, the Shoewhorse needs at least four new pairs each season, and this summer has been downright dismal! I’m not one of those moocows on Sex in the City who needs a new pair of Marc Jacobs for every Tupperware/dildo party, but I do like to have options, and this hot spell has been a dry one.

The free pair of Dekline Pallas that I got were totally gorgeous, but they didn’t fit right, so I passed them on. I got two pairs of free shoes from Duffs, but I gave one pair away-which you can read about below; in fact I’ve added two new whoreses to the brood-and have nearly destroyed the other pair with some rather vicious levels of skateboarding; more on that next issue.

I’m keeping my bridle up. Fall has always been my fave season, and I am looking forward to some kicks in a red or a brown; something that will look dashing as I ride my pushstick through brilliant piles of freshly raked leaves with my scarf flapping behind me in the cool air like a forgotten dream of a dreary place flitting away for good…

See you on the streets!