4 posts tagged “shoes”
With a little help from our friends at Discount Shoe Warehouse, the Pigeon and I just performed bank account enemas. Four pairs for him, seven pairs for me. Something in the ballpark of $750 was spent. It's downright shameful, but it felt so good.
I, for one, felt I was very brave. I was endeavoring to replace my most favorite shoes in the whole world: wine-colored Ann Klein heels with double stitch detailing and a thin mary jane strap. I've loved these shoes intensely for five years -- they've seen more of San Francisco than most tourists -- but after 3 heel replacements and completely tearing out the liner on both, it might be time to say goodbye. (Note that every word I write about these shoes takes me one step farther away from actually giving them up.)
As luck would have it, I happened to find two of the most awesome pairs of shoes in the world. Their combined strength may be enough to help me let go. I'll add pictures once my laziness subsides.*
*Now with real shoes!
Good
Finally getting the chance to play on a soccer team with my Pigeon, and breaking him (and possibly myself) in the course of getting his cardiovascular fitness up to snuff.
Bad
Having one bag and one container of garbage and one container of lawn waste rejected by the City of Santa Clara because I didn't follow their rules that they didn't bother telling me about when I signed up for the utility. It wasn't even my damn garbage... it was here when I moved in. And it smells like either rotting beans or rotting dog food, neither of which is appealing in the mid-summer sun.
Good
The summer sale at DSW, and buying 4 awesome pairs of shoes for less than $200:
Bad
Cutting myself 3 times in the last 24 hours, because A) I'm clumsy and B) handling all this cardboard is sapping all the moisture out of my hands.
Good
Having the kitchen stuff totally unpacked.
Bad
Finding a live spider in Richard's day-old glass of drinking water that hasn't found its way off the nightstand.
Good
The fact that this live spider incident has probably cured him of keeping glasses of water on the nightstand, which (incidentally) drives me nuts... in that cute married couple way, of course.
Bad
The large flying buzzing around the living room, bouncing off the large mirror and making that annoying sound flies make when they repeatedly fly into something like a glass door, window, or mirror. Also bad is the fact that the live spider did not eat the fly before he found his way into Richard's old glass of water, and before I helped him find his way into the garbage disposal.
Good
Finding delicious new Indian restaurants near your house. Indian food in general.
Bad
Eating too much rich Indian food. Gastrointestinal woe in general.
These are the shoes I was wearing when it was announced internally that Microsoft is acquiring my company:
What I do want to talk about is the shoes that ushered me into this brave new world, and how their cuteness is inversely proportionate to the comfort of wearing them. I know that this is often the case, so I shouldn't be surprised... but like most women, some of my fashion-related delusions never really die.
I have two unforgiveably wicked blisters on my big toes, and my recovering-but-not-yet-recovered sprained ankle is aching from stabilizing me in these teeter-totter torture heels. I do not jest when I say that beauty is pain.
Beauty is pain, my friends.
swollen feet + strappy shoes = overstuffed sausages wrapped tightly in twine
