I love people watching (in an entirely non-creepy way, I mean). And I don’t know what it is, but I much prefer to check out a beautiful woman’s style than stare at a gorgeous guy. When two stylish girls clock each other – perhaps at a party or passing on the street – there’s always what I call the ‘two second once over’ (ie. a rapid, unspoken scan of each other’s outfit – or more specifically, accessories). Following such an exchange, i’m not averse to staring open-mouthed at someone’s feet and excitedly exclaiming “amazing shoes!”, even if the other person is walking in the opposite direction, talking on the phone to their boss, or on the brink of curing cancer (well, maybe not the last one – some things are more important than shoes). It’s not rude at all – it’s almost obligatory.

So while working on the same street as the Burberry headquarters is obviously aesthetically exciting, I’m sure you can appreciate that this brings about a serious case of shoe envy every time I’m standing in the lunch queue at Pret a Manger. These women make skyscraping vertiginous heels look positively mandatory.

At the moment I’m on a hunt for the perfect wedges, and this pair are giving me a serious case of  ’the want’ – I keep checking on to Net-a-Porter just to stare at them and mentally slot them into my wardrobe. They remind me of the wooden-soled Chloe wedges I so lusted after a few years ago, but couldn’t justify at the time (and which i’ve never quite moved on from). But they could also transition easily to fall/winter (not an insignificant fact when dropping this much cash on footwear).

Oh Net-a-Porter and Burberry, why oh why are you trying so hard to derail my post-Chanel theft spending diet?

So tell me, do you too tell complete strangers how much you appreciate their attention to sartorial detail?

Love, Miss B xx

Burberry wedges, £325.