These are my little adorable two pairs of boots from Sessun. The brown ones are super comfortable and I love them. I really wanted the brown ones in navy, as I said, because I never ever wear brown for some reason. But they're great, really soft and comfy enough to skip around town in. I've been wearing them with a blue striped A.P.C. shirt under a navy belted short dress with navy tights and I feel all French, except of course everyone in London keeps looking at me as if to say, "And where d'you think you're going love?"
I decided I had to have the flat navy ones too (the delusional power of thinking the euro is like monopoly money when in fact it is almost equal to the pound) as the whole point was to have boots I could wear comfortably every day. Ha. Haha. I think the boots must come from different manufacturers - the brown ones: soft, with nice grey leather lining. The navy ones: sort of hard with what I suspect is black pleather lining. The problem is when you perambulate.
I have a squeaky floorboard just outside my bathroom door which drives me bonkers. It's actually quite a shock if you tread on it because it sounds like you've put a large mouse in a concertina and are playing it with your foot. Now imagine, every step you take your shoes make that noise. This is fine when you're outside, as the noise of traffic etc drowns it out. But when you step inside somewhere quiet, like a fancy boutique or god forbid - a gallery, then you can see people looking concerned that they have a squeaky floorboard that needs to be attended to, until after looking around with a WTF expression their gaze falls upon you and they say to their colleague, "Oh, it's that woman." (If they're Parisian they also snigger a little and roll their eyes to convey the unspoken next words which are: "Cheap shoes. L'horreur.")
But I love the shoes - I'm going to take them to my shoe man and see if he can oil them?! or something. They look tres cute with dresses and skirts. They're sort of desert boots really, which I've always had a soft spot for, but the tassels make them a good alternative to moccasin boots which I can't ever see myself wearing, though I noticed in Paris even though it was still quite warm and every woman and girl was still wearing ballet flats, there were a few pairs of pristine brand new moccasin ankle boots being worn. They were everywhere in the shops; so come November I expect every woman and girl will be wearing those.