Fashion moves fast, that’s for sure. In true spoiled, materialistic spirit, one minute, we’re all freaking out about the new Chloe Sevigny for Opening Ceremony buckled wedges, the next minute, we’re onto our next fix (the Acne Atacoma). I realize that yes, sometimes, that amazing dress or top or shoes that you absolutely MUST HAVE, isn’t really that, and, a year later, you look back and say, “Ok, so I’m not so bad off without those snakeskin Prada heels.” But sometimes, sometimes things haunt your dreams, and, as time passes, you only want that pair of Jil Sanders or what have you more and more. That’s how I feel about these Stella McCartney wedge ankle boots from last fall. When I saw them, I nearly went into convulsions, they were so beautiful. That METAL PLATE!!! It was absolutely, positively, glorious. I loved everything about them, the gigantic platform, the heavy wood, the curved back of the heel, the pointiness, those METAL PLATES. Even Kate Lanphear couldn’t stop wearing them! Every time I looked at them, I felt like a choir of angels was singing in the background. But I never got a hold of them, and now, they’re oh-so-two-seasons-ago (4 if you count resort and pre-fall). It’s funny how obsessed we all become with the newest It shoe or dress, but a couple months later, and we have new shiny things to covet, and those “must haves” become soooo two months ago (or we see them everywhere so much that we get sick of them). But the more time goes by, the more I love those Stella McCartneys, and the more I wish I could’ve gotten my grubby little paws on them. I’ve combed the internet, Yoox, Ebay, searching for that clunky wooden goodness. And I will forever be on the search for those amazing boots (in a size 35.5-37). This is one pair of shoes that I will never tire of. Never.