I go through these phases where I blow money on the most unnecessary things. Let me explain, shoes are not unnecessary however I do consider them to be more of a luxury than a necessity. So technically I don’t need to buy these sparkly-make-me-feel-like-Carrie-Bradshaw shoes but when I’m walking through the store and they literally scream at me (the shoes, not the employees [I hear voices?] ), practically begging me to buy them.. I can’t help but reluctantly hand over my black mastercard for the size six in nude.
Just as the cheerful-as-a-jolly-judy would, the woman thanked me with a big smile on her face as she handed me the bag with the receipt placed in it. You would think that’s it, right? I can leave the store and not make another purchase– at least not for shoes. Yeah, that’s where you’re wrong. I was close to the door when I saw these nude ankle boots that was made me say, “what’s one more?”. Part of me was hoping that they didn’t have my size because that would be the only excuse for me to not buy these sexy-Rachel-Bilson-posing shoes. BUT of course, as the Shoe Gods would have it, they had it in my size as well as four different colors.
I had originally gone in the store to purchase a Christmas present, but instead left with these two gems as well as two pairs of boating shoes. Why would I need sperrys now? I don’t know but I got them. -Shoeaholic.