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2007-08-25
My big feet have saved me from making an absurd shoe buy... this time. What is it with me and high-heeled lace-up style shoes? I mean, really. I have like three pairs of varying height and fanciness. Now, the current Vanity Fair style issue has a super-sexy variant on this theme in an ad - patent leather, black, laced-up, stiletto heeled.... Must... have.... Whoa, that can't be right. ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS!?!?!? That's what the Nordstrom website says. Well, there's no freaking way I'm going to spend a thousand dollars on.... but they're SO CUTE. But no, that's insanity, let it go.... but they're SOOOO CUTE! Let it go.... let it go.... Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit. I'll just see if they come in my size. What does 40 convert to? Not 11. No way it converts to 11? No way. Thousand dollars or no, there's no way they'll fit. Boo. Wait, yay! I don't need thousand dollar shoes. No way I need thousand dollar shoes. So... cute....
Thank goodness they don't come in my size. I'd be really in a crisis. I should know better, but those shoes do something to my brain.
2007-08-03
My week.
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2007-08-01
Since I promised Karen... This is the one hideous souvenir we brought back from Seattle.
The glitter shark. Yup, that's a shark... glittery and bedazzled and horrible. And yes, I did pay $16 for it. It's once-in-a-lifetime kitsch!
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