I like flat shoes and I cannot lie

The Ordinary Lovely: Jones Bootmaker Gabby Loafers

On Thursday, I turn the grand old age of 39. In my head, I'm still 28 but the deepening wrinkles and increasing amounts of grey hair (mainly visible in the week or two before I have my roots touched up) don't lie. That, and I'm no longer comfortable sitting on floors. Is that a middle age thing? I used to plonk myself down wherever but now my bones groan and I have to hold on to something to pull myself up. At one time, I didn't even flinch at sleeping on floors but now? My face turns sour at the mere thought. And those blow up beds are just as bad. And polyester pillows. And don't get me started on super soft mattresses. Where's the support?! Oh my, it seems that I'm veering on grumpy old woman territory. Is it all downhill from here on in?

You don't get to 39 without having a big long list of dislikes, and while poor seating and substandard sleeping arrangements feature quite highly on mine, they are topped by the feet-haters that are high heels. I love to look at them. But hate to wear them. In my eyes, the only time killer heels make sense are when you are dropped off right outside a restaurant, have to make a mere handful of steps to your comfortable seat, and are then picked up from the door. In any other circumstances? No. No way. No way on earth. I like flat shoes and I cannot lie.

To save my soles (and detract from my greying locks), Jones Bookmaker kindly sent me an early birthday present in the form of their Gabby loafers. They're new for their Autumn/Winter 2015 collection and are amazing. And amazingly comfortable too. I love the burgundy patent leather. I love the pony hair top. And I love the small, silver-coloured studs. They're a great shape and a great style. And they're flat! Swoon! There's also a version in black leather with a leopard print pony hair top. At £89, they're not cheap but they are wonderful. And you can't you put a price on comfort and loveliness. Can you? Well, I think it would be wrong to.

So, come my birthday lunch out on Thursday, my hair will have been coloured, my wrinkles will have been covered and now, my feet will be stepping out in stylish comfort. Farewell, high heels. I need nor want you not. Thanks Jones Bootmaker!

The Ordinary Lovely: Jones Bootmaker Gabby Loafers
The Ordinary Lovely: Jones Bootmaker Gabby Loafers
The Ordinary Lovely: Jones Bootmaker Gabby Loafers
The Ordinary Lovely: Jones Bootmaker Gabby Loafers