Diatribe, diatribe. Sometimes a shoe happens (fashion bloggers go wild; shoe spreads like Chlamydia) and the result is beautiful. Other times that shoe becomes so ubiquitous that Alexander McQueen's animalistic Spring 2010s become Converse All Stars. Over the past year I've purchased three Litas and I can say with sound judgement that I'm selling them without remorse in 2012 because the generalness of the whole movement is an abomination to platform creepers everywhere. Truth, their normalcy (especially on the sorostitute / girl-next-door-type / follow crowd) is vomit-inducing. They look hideous at the moment, and we should be trend-setters and not trends. Please, please, sell them before it's too late. This is my plea.
Yours, Eurie
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