Kayleigh

LK Bennett… Who Do I Think I Am? Big day. The new stilettos have arrived. They’re here to replace my faithful, much-loved, definitely overworked M&S classics. You know the pair — the dependable ones you buy again and again because when you finally find heels that work , you cling to them like your last wig cap. I think I was on my 4th… maybe 5th pair? Honestly, I stopped counting. They were the heel. And then — betrayal. Discontinued. Just like that. No warning. No counselling offered. So here I am, apparently an LK Bennett girl now. Who knew? This feels dangerously close to “I summer in the Cotswolds.” Side-by-side comparison in the photo — heel height is technically the same. But don’t be fooled. The LK Bennetts mean business. The ankle is tighter, and instead of gently flattening off like my M&S comfort blanket, they keep rising and push you forward. And by forward, I mean forward . The posture changes instantly. Shoulders back. Hips activated. Suddenly I’m not just walking...