"rouge" into the mix up there.
Today, while buying my daughter two different-sized shoes (quite by accident), I noticed how the brogue is fast becoming the shoe of the late summer, as designers attempt to double their profits with pre- and apres-Labor Day brogues.
So we have brogues in (light rouge?) pink (above, by Steve Madden). They remind me of 1982, in boarding school, paging through my friend's GQ and marveling at the zany pointy-toe lavender and yellow men's shoes that were advertised.
And Steve makes a "kilty" model in white:
Spied at Nordstrom. Are they Great Gatsbyesque or my grandmother's golf shoes?
These shoes are rather gently priced, especially when comparing them to their richer cousin-brogues by J Crew, which come in at double the Maddens:
These look too dainty for my taste.
However, I fear that I am once again falling under the east coast summer spell, one that makes me crave sherbet-y colors and styles that I would normally not. Does anyone else suffer from this geographic seasonal affliction?