Melissa Campana Corallo ballet flats
You know the point of obsession where you can't eat, sleep or breath because you so need this something that has captured your attention, and you dream and drool about them day and night in hopes of feeling them in your hands (feet in this case) one day? I have reached that point (pathetic? amusing?) and I won't rest until I have these! So anyone in Toronto (or elsewhere?), if you've spotted these, please drop me a line as to where I can find them, and I promise to entertain you with lots of pictures of my feet dancing around in them.
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