she walks to a dolce beat

I just made a transfer of funds to my credit card...and so the overseas payback begins. This means one of two things this weekend, a) my weekend budget should extend to nothing more than soda hold the vodka and b) I most definitely cannot afford these pretty as a peach Dolce and Gabbana slingback wedges....like ever. They are perfection all wrapped in one, light on the sole (pardon the pun), easy on the eye and black to the drum of a suede beat.

For now however, I will just have to see them through the eyes of another, one who always brings sheer amazingess to the table. This time she manages to do so in the form of Zara leather, vintage nirvana, BDG denim and dolce dolce dolce.

She sure is living la dolce vita.