OMG Shoes!

We sprained the blog on the deal-breaker post, so I dug into my drafts and found this one. Shoes! Or you can still talk about dealbreakers. Or whatever you want. Knock yourselves out. Here's the post:

I look at these shoes and my heart skips a beat. Robert Tabor is a freaking foot GENIUS. I mean, look at this:

Or this:

Or THIS:

They're not meant to be worn, but I would, I would. Sigh.

I'll just have to be content with my bunny heels until Mona eats them.

I'd really love to wear Streetzie's magnificent bunny slippers at RWA National, but I wouldn't get ten feet in three inch heels:

I'm thinking maybe I'll give up decorating luggage and turn to shoes. I have several that have been chewed but are still wearable. All I'd have to is put a bunny head over the chewed part. Or some spaghetti. Hmmmm . . .

[Found via The Berry which also had a great post on Crazy Shoes; lots more Tabor shoes at RobertTabor.com]