I once knew a girl in ’97 who always wore jazz shoes. We called her “Jazz Shoe Girl” (very original). Although I sort of snickered behind her back with my friends, I secretly envied her for her courage to wear dance shoes out on the street. Maybe the others did also. Flash forward to 2005 and I’m sitting at a Middle Eastern bar with my BF, and his friend’s wife is wearing a pair of black men’s oxfords. She was ahead of the game and I wasn’t ready for them. Here they are now, all over the place, and I’m just now beginning to accept them… especially those solo patent Mauds. (That’s right S!)
Shop these oxfords at farfetch and pixiemarket.