Up until a few years ago, I was unaware of the point of paying too much for shoes.

Sorry, scratch that. Up until a few years ago, I was unaware of the extent to which other people would happily pay stupid amounts of money for shoes. I, personally, don’t give a shit about shoes, and will wear what is comfortable and appropriate, not caring about where I got them from or what I paid for them.

Others disagree, and TLW is firmly in their camp. She has been known to shock her family into incoherence by spending more on shoes in a single expedition than I spent in the years 1990 – 2000. The downside of this is that I’ve become aware of names (Jimmy Choo, for example) that I really shouldn’t know. Her personal preference is for some fool called Louboutin, who produces things that cost more than Liberia and have a distinctive red sole.

And it would appear that t’internet has caught on to my knowledge of thing, for recently I’ve been getting inundated by comment spam that follows this format:

“There will be a lot of what I’m calling sex shoes,” she reveals. “I’ve made a lot of pieces that can seduce, seduct and that will secure the deal. The shoes will be iconic, architectural and anatomical. We want to be the go to destination for when women want to feel hot to trot. I want the same dialogue that Christian Louboutin has with his women.”
The shoes for every outfit – and if the event calls for costume, fancy shoes are a must, especially when we talk about our excellent Christian Louboutin sale, Michelle Obama, for which they recommended. It is no wonder that women everywhere a secret passion for Christian Louboutin, and it was champagne satin heels no exception. Winged before, and the sky-high returns, a pairof Christian Louboutin shoes you wear in this eternal classic.

It makes a change from penis extensions and pills, but just for consistency I think I’m going to have to add the word Louboutin to the old spam filter. And I don’t think that I’ll miss it too much, either.