Summer Kicks

The weather here in VA has driven me to wear long, thick socks, drink gallons of hot tea with milk, pore over summer time books (for me, books, like music, can fall into seasonal categories--Cat Stevens screams winter and Faulkner is best in hot weather--but lately, I've been reading summer books to quell my desire for summer to reappear), daydream about trips to Rio de Janeiro or Buenos Aires, and search for new summer sandals. I walked a pair to death in Dubai, so here are a few I'd like to have as replacements...if only I could afford them.
(via anthropologie)
(via piperlime)

Am I crazy with the last ones?