Guess Who!

I have a confession to make:

I don't really wear heels. Ever. They're uncomfortable, and if you need to run away from something scary (happens a lot in Wollongong (ex boyfriends, crack addicts, freaky Christians, cheese-burger-stealing seagulls, Brian Martin etc.) you're pretty much screwed. 

Also, I'm stupidly tall.

But if I WERE to wear heels, I'd wear these ones. Everywhere. 

Isn't she perfect?

Isn't she wonderful?

Isn't she precious? 

Oooo!

I am always surprised by this brand. I never expect to like their wares, but so often I end up drooling over shoes or handbags. Which brand, you ask?

Guess.

This is my very awesome friend Steph. We've been eyeing off these black platform shoes for  at least a year. 

And now they are hers! Yay for sales! Yay for K-Rudd Funds!

Aren't they pretty? 

They're Guess too. 

And then, as we're leaving the store, my eye falls on this adorable little bag/wallet/purse thing.

And it's Guess. How cute is it!!

Now, I must apologise for our dodgy clothing during this shopping trip. Truth be told, we were heading to a "Gangster" party in the "Ghetto", yo!

And we all know that no gangster is complete without a gang. Meet my ladies!!

Steph got her gang on in a golden hoodie. Oo yeah.

Meet Skankster Ru! Styling it as the Gangster girlfriend.

And this is Jac M.C. Hammer. Don't let her beautiful smiling face fool you: She's bad ass.

Classing it up with a weed reference and a long neck. Niiiice.

Sheila and Rucha. Beautiful beautiful girls. 

The ubiquitous ghetto denim.

Group photo! Group Photo!!

Love Centine