My roommate totally gave me flack last night for wearing keds out to the bar instead of heels (what can I say? I'm lazy and already tall) but look!
The Queen of dressing fancy is wearing the exact same keds that I have out and about at Coachella! Therefore, it must be perfectly acceptable to wear them to the nasty nasty Roadhouse. And it's not like there are any cute boys in this city anyways.
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