“There’s nobody that’s ever really been able to take care of me. Johnny did for a bit... And that’s what I missed when I left. I really lost that gauge of somebody I could trust. Nightmare. Years and years of crying.”
I knew there was something about this picture of Rihanna, more than the fact that she is gorgeous and absolutely rockin' her sweats and divine heels (because everyone casually strolls through the airport in six inch heels, right?)
Turns out those badboys were designed by none other than Mr. Wang himself. Who woulda thunk it. No wonder it's been on my mind for the past week or so...
Now I've grappled with the idea of spending a considerable amount of moolah on an item that most would deem only suitable for bed and quick, inconspicuous dashes to the grocery store and that I would probably never have the guts to actually wear/rock but really, REALLY, can you put a price on stylish comfort? I think not.