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So Fab! Love

I’m a loyal customer. If a brand works for me, then I stick to it until I find something better or the brand “abandons” me. = )

Such is the case of So Fab shoes. I’ve ben slowly building up my collection and I’d like to share them with you.

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My favorite pair nowadays is the orange one as they’re super, super comfy.

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I’m not a huge fan of closed shoes because it’s very hard for me to find a pair that fits me perfectly so you can see that almost all of them are open shoes.

The black flats were a bit of a pain when I first wore them but after breaking in, they’re okay as long as I don’t wear them for several hours straight. I did once wear them on a shopping trip and my feet hurt for a couple of days so I only wore flats. =P

I haven’t worn the neutral pair though. It’s very high. I think it’s around 4 inches (that’s very high for me).

I wear other brands but I guess So Fab dominates my collection as I find their shoes chic and comfortable. Most of these shoes are from MB. He knows I like practical gifts. I visited So Fab the other day and they still didn’t have new shoes. I’ll post another photo when I’ve accumulated more. What are your favorite brands of shoes?

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  1. All of my So Fab shoes are closed and they all hurt after a while :( Will try getting some open shoes from them next time. Thanks for posting this :)

    http://wonderwomanrises.blogspot.com

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  2. Do you have wide feet? I do! It's difficult for me to find shoes that fit well.

    Most of my shoes are from Charls & Keith. Not super expensive but they can't be considered cheap either.

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  3. Nice shoes. :-) My favorite is Michael Antonio but they sometimes are too expensive.

    I like S.O. Fab but I agree some just hurt my feet.

    Rochelle
    http://rochellerivera.blogspot.com

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