I have found God, and his name is Marc Jacobs.

This is an extremely quick post, but by some divine miracle I have suddenly come into free Marc Jacobs items by the absolute best most wonderful family in the world, who will from here on be reffered to as the Lovely L's.
Mama L was given by her ex-sister inlaw a pair of extraordinary Marc by Marc Jacobs high-heeled lace-up combat boots.
Which she, fortunately, wasn't very fond of, and neither were Best (best friend) L or Cousin L.
And me, practically being an L myself, was the next choice.
I NOW HAVE THE MOST WONDERFUL SHOES EVER.


They're like this, except brownish-purple leather.
I couldn't find any pictures online, and I'm not sure what season they're from,
but they're the most wonderful thing i've ever recieved.

ALMOST as wonderful as the Marc by Marc Jacobs teal turn-lock clutch wallet that Best L gave me for my birthday this month.
Could there be better people in this world?
I have zero complaints as of now.