Nicholas K(e)rkwood, ermagerd. There aren't many shoes amazing enough that I feel the need to dedicate a piece solely about them, but these calf hair bitches pierce straight to my soul. The cap toe that mimics the silhouette of a loafer is an elegant balance to the dramatic curves along the ankle. These shoes are perfect for drunkenly stumbling around the city, giving a whole new meaning to cow tipping. I have a feeling these are the kind of electric boots Elton John was thinking about when he wrote Bennie and the Jets. Now where the hell is my mohair suit?
