Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph. It has just come to my attention that on this fine saturday I have unintentionally dressed myself as the female incarnation of Steve Jobs. Cue a little snigger from me when I realised the comedy in channelling Mr Apple's apparel but have now resolved that it's quite fitting as it makes me Stevie Jobs? Haw Haw Haw.
Must admit bedtime is pretty much the only time my feet haven't been immersed in New Balance over the last week, it's getting a bit silly. The novelty of super comfortable footwear may be outweighed by the inevitable pong that's soon to come, so an airing is probably a good idea. On a side note, I went to see Hamlet at The Lowry on Thursday night. Even the bloody prince was wearing New Balance!