My friend, Keara, and I have a running joke about my choice of shoes. The truth is, I have an unusually high tolerance for long stints in heels. One night, after standing in heels for the better part of the day, we made a pact in jest that when we were older, and I could inevitably no longer walk due to the stress from years in heels, she would scoot me around in a wheelchair, as long as I kept us up to date on the latest restaurant openings and cool events.
In an effort to save my hoofs, I’ve been making more of a conscious effort to wear flats. I recently fell in love with these funky fur flats from Zara. From the mustard color channeling the 70s spring trend, to the pointed modern shape, these babies take me from the office to drinks, effortlessly.