Who buys ballet pumps when it’s (almost) autumn? You’re pretty much guaranteed cold ankles, wet feet or, if you’re really unlucky, a broken arm (True story*. Slippy soles on wet floors….although if you’re going to turn up at A&E dressed as a pumpkin on Hallow’een, you may as well be wearing the best brand of pumps in the business.)
But when you’ve got a credit note that is close to expiry, you’ve got to just bite the bullet and buy something. Luckily, shopping for French Soles is much more enjoyable than doing food shopping when you’re stuffed.
Despite looking like they’re so delicate that they’d dissolve at the first sign of rain, French Soles are surprisingly sturdy.
Leather upper with a gorgeous gold leather insole means that they are surprisingly hard wearing. My old red pumps with gold ribbon have been worn half to death, but only need a tiny bit of shoe polish to bring them back to life.
Ballet Pumps make a good staple item, but with a huge variety of cuts, colours and trims (both matching and contrasting), French Soles guarantee that flats don’t mean dull. And admittedly pale pink isn’t the most sensible colour for autumn, but what is? Maybe I’ll keep them in their box until Spring?
And unlike a lot of pumps which have a bow which is only used for show, the bows on French Soles are a (tiny) bit more practical as they are threaded around the whole opening of the pump and can be used to tighten the shoe ever so slightly if needed.
The one problem with French Soles (apart from the occassionally treacherously slippy soles that caused me fall on the road and pop 2 buttons from my coat… in front of people!! Oh the shame…) is that they size their shoes on the small side meaning that instead of a size 6 (and I really do prefer to be a size 5) I’ve actually got to buy a size 7!! But I can get over it.
*Not my arm. Phew!