One of my sisters genuinely did own those pumps in the ’80s, I’m sure of it.
But I guess Elisabeth has been wearing ’60s fashions for long enough that she unconsciously might be averaging that out with the current decade and landing in Shoes I Kept Trying To Borrow And Fit Into By Shoving Kleenex In The Toes. They do at least tie into her outfit, which is cute enough in a Saucy Schoolmarm way, and the red hair is fun. There is consideration and intent behind this, basically, which I appreciate, even though my eye admittedly keeps going to the lonely sports bag behind her that just wants someone to take it home and cherish its quarry. Or as Tim Gunn might say, “Use the Random Sidewalk Athletic Freebies Thoughtfully.”
What was I saying? Oh, right: the outfit. It’s cute on her. And we’re headed into the VMAs this weekend, which are going to be a cauldron of crack. So I accept these basics warmly.