Sundays, especially rainy cold Sundays are meant (in my view anyway) to be sent in sweatpants or pjs (or yoga clothes if you must), sort of preparing for the week ahead.
Often this doesn't mean actually doing anything practical but mentally getting ready for the week ahead - usually with the New York Times, and carbs and coffee.
But this Sunday saw us heading out to another Diwali Gala - this time at the Royal York for this.
And on Saturday, realizing I had no shoes that matched my dress, so I went out (in a windstorm) with Avery (who is possibly my favourite shopping companion next to R) and bought these - interested, you can find them here.
A little Dorothy?
I know I thought so too.
But they matched, not that you can tell from the shot below. And if nothing else, my 8 y/o niece will be impressed, so much glitter!
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| Note to self: this is not best angle |
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