After lapping up a series of french crepes at Roule Galette we went for a walk through the deserted streets. I was in the middle of shaking my little boots in a playful manner (small things amuse small minds and yes I lack maturity on occasions), when we came across this sign. Rather ideal for a back drop since I had been digressing in the morning over my overflowing shoe cupboard with the 'issue' of which fabulous shoes to wear. Believe me I do realize that the problems of a first world citizen are neither tough or hard to bare. Although superficial isn't something a normal person would want to be labelled with, I consider it rather appropriate in a shoe context and fitting to me personally. What can I say, I do love shoes.