I have no idea how or when I acquired these. It is entirely possible that my shoes, left to their own devices, have begun to reproduce in the dark of my closet. Or maybe I have an infestation of elves. Either way, why look a gift horse in the mouth, especially when said horse is bearing a pair of never worn (except perhaps on carpet so as not to mar the soles) vintage slippers?
These photos are the only time I have ever worn these as, alas, life in the 21st century is sadly lacking in opportunities to swan around in decorative slippers.