the shoe lust syndrome

Apparently the new (unofficial) rule is that every trip that lasts more than one day should comprise a new pair of shoes.

And granted I had saved and planned for a nice little spring shoes purchase in Helsinki since it was said El Naturalista had a flagship store there - the so called flagship store in Berlin was a hole in the wall with far fewer model than one would think so I didn't have that much hope for this one either... - which it was far from. But still, nice in its own way.

Not the models I had hoped for, but there were a few options to chose from. In the end though, when I went back and was to chose which pair I went with a pair of ART shoes instead (like the recent red flowery boots in Tate model, though this model is called Paris). The soles were actually more comfy than the El N models I tried on. And maryjanes, the rounded toes, the quirky details and the raspberry red... well that's somehow very me.

They have now been thoroughly inspected by bobbaloos. And paws. Approved.

It is indeed strange though, that no matter, apparently, how many shoes you have, get, purchase there is always room for more.

I remember I even wrote here in blog years ago - oh dear was that really me writing? - that I was not a shoe-person, sure I love a good-looking (and  comfortable!) shoe, but I wasn't crazy about them, as so many women seemingly are. That has obviously changed. Although the only shoes I look to buy these days are El Naturalistas, and now apparently ART too, other pretty shoes I'm more than happy to just feast my eyes on. One huge reason for my my addiction fascination, love even, of El N shoes are the wonderful colours - the eco, comfiness, design, craftmanship, CSR are the fabulous bonuses - the colours are what get me going, the juices flowing. Like colours always do. Every time.

Now I'm just anxiously await them to begin making vegan shoes and/or use recycled leather...

It is also strange how for every new pair of shoes one might get, there is always (immediately) the next pair to lust after. I blame the colours. If they just stopped making so darn fabulous colours, some new covetable blend for every season, then I'm sure I would not be in such shoe lust. Possibly.

Are you a shoe person?
Or do you lust after sensible things only?
(Because really, how many shoes can one person go through and wear to pieces in a lifetime...)