So yes, I’m writing this from my desk in Manchester where I can gaze out on a rolling green field of English countryside.

It’s an inspiring sight- sunbeams are poking out from between fluffy rolling crowds and a small flock of Magpies are picking over the corpse of a smaller bird.

And just like those Magpies (you’ll enjoy this segueway, it’s absolutely seamless) I too take shiny objects from other people. In particular two pairs of two equally blinged out sandals from two different sources.

The first one is from Karyn Tan:

bling-sandals 

Karyn claims that although she took the photo on the train in Singapore (presumably whilst not chewing gum) the wearer was “unmistakeably Chinese” due to her long flowing Qiapo, book of Tang dynasty poetry and snack bag of spicy Duck beaks*.
 
The next photo was taken be Dr C Dingle PHd from a dark and dystopian vision of the future where oil is more precious than gold and packs of wild dogs roam the streets feeding on the dead and the defenseless.
 
more bling

“I like this ones, they are prety” he writes. Indeed they are Doctor Dingle, indeed they are.

*or the accent. It was the accent.

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