So I've heard from my Mom that once I was asked, as a little girl, whether I wanted the toy or the shoes. I, of course, choose the shoes. Wouldn't you. I love shoes, obviously always have, I'm not Imelda Marco's, I have a teeny, tiny closet, where I have to rotate old shoes out all the time. But I had a lovely skirt, that I could finally fit in. I had a vision, but no shoes to match. This is backwards to how I usually get ready. Usually I decide on what shoes I want to wear that day and then voila, my outfit works around it. This time, not so much. I found these shoes here, got them at 40% off and they landed at my doorsteps 3 days before the event I wanted to wear them at. They are a hit, a little uncomfortable at first, but don't we all suffer for fashion.
