My subconscious is currently craving a good pair of boots (with minimum heel preferably and as black as possible). All in vain though. Nothing quite makes it to jump up and down with excitement. But while I'm at it, I thought I'd put some effort into finding another pair of Monks, as my current ones are on the verge of disintegration, all worn out and so close to falling apart that I'm seriously scared that one day I will be left shoeless in the middle of a street. And I could have been begging Mr Wang to reissue the perfect flats so that stocking up on about three pairs in black would be the only feasible option. But that would definitely require some group effort. I yooxed these a couple days ago as the only version still available in my size (in case you wear 36, lucky lucky you, there is still plenty to go around). My plan was to bring them to the cobbler and have them dyed. But purple somehow has invaded my brain over night with all the possible outfit options, so I'm defeated.
My subconscious is satisfied.