Blogging has become second nature in the sense that we don’t make an effort to purposefully shoot outfits anymore. My fiancé usually has his camera, and he’ll take pictures while we’re out and about. Here, we were having a nice after-dinner stroll and an impromptu shoot. The only problem… I was wearing flip-flops. Yes, insert big blogger gasp here. I changed out of my Theyskens’ Theory flats (which are, ironically, more painful than some heels I own) and opted for comfier footwear, even if it meant my fiancé walked a few feet ahead and pretended he didn’t know me — jk, but he did make sure to crop my feet out of all the photos, pshhh whatever man.