Ash - Alex Wedge
Seeing as I've worn my little Beas half to death, it seems only fitting that I should fall so hopelessly in love with the newer, chunkier, and altogether more fantastic Ash offerings. Quite frankly, I'm not sure how I'm going to live without owning a pair. Those black beauties are the perfect substitute to my trusty ankle boots for when the temperatures drop and the morning commute becomes a lethal, icy adventure. An ankle cast is never a good look, after all.
Santa baby...?
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