I love heels. Scrap that, I love shoes! All shoes except crocs and hideous walking shoes I had to buy for America trip. When I was at uni, I worked for a shoe company that owned five different shoe store chains. That equated to staff discount across all 5 chains. Unsurprisingly, I became a shoe addict. I now have 60 or so pairs of shoes nestled in the various wardrobes around my house. I’m very particular about my shoes. They must be staggeringly high (8-10cm +) or dead flat to the ground. No kitten heels, no mid-heels and no stubby [...]