My little momma and I have only one sacred ritual whenever we visit the Big Apple: a pilmagrage to Bergdorf's.
Without fail, we make it a point to peep those amazing windows. This time, they were a genius homage to all things phobia. Brilliant. Freud+Fashion=Fabulous
And then we usually head to the Met or for a stroll in Central Park. But this time there was a massive shoe sale going on. Ruh-roh for our wallets.
So that meant I HAD to get a pair too. Chose a print that ironically worked perfectly with my Tory Burch cherry dress.
Meet my new Miu Miu polka dot platforms.
Like mother like daughter: we WISH we were Miuccia-phobic.