Lucky red shoes.

I know I should be thinking of my Wonderland, but sometimes I feel like a little Dorothy, lost in the Land of Oz. This is when, almost unintentionally, I buy red clothes and accessoires.
The story behind these cute Marc Jacobs ballerina is quite funny, since I almost forgot I ordered them a few months ago on the net. When I came back to Italy to spend my summer break in my hometown, I found a pretty box next to my bed, and I naively thought it was a present from my mom.


I'm saving them for a "bon-ton" and romantic outfit, perhaps for a lovely winter date?
Oh, a girl can dream.