Midnight Velvet Vincent: Black Shoes, Absolute Sass.
Right then, fancy a bit of this? A right proper treasure, it is. Gleaming like a Sunday morning, feels like velvet against the skin – or whatever bits of you it's meant for, mind. They don't make 'em like this anymore, not with this kind of charm, this kind of… *pizzazz*. Forget your everyday, bog-standard, off-the-shelf nonsense. This, my friend, this is the bee's knees, the dog's bollocks, the cat's pyjamas – you get the picture. A little bit of magic, ready and waiting to be unleashed. Don't be a mug, get your mitts on it before it's gone. You won't regret it, I promise. Blimey, you'd be daft to let this one pass you by.
£30.00
£59.99
