First off, this post is probably the girliest thing I will ever post on this blog. I am not some Sex-in-the-City-watching, cosmo-swilling, shoe-obsessed writer type (Yes, I am going to go see the movie–Hey! stop looking at me like that!. I’ll have you know, I happen to hate cosmos. My drink for the year is the pear martini, ok? And I hardly ever use the phrase, “I can’t help but wonder.”). I have better things to occupy my time and my thoughts.
But these shoes, they are so pretty, so terribly impractical, so fabulously cheap–I can’t help myself. So, I apologize, in advance. I’ll try to keep this and all future outbursts to a minimum.
