Too predictable

Sooo, I'm sitting here, all the way in the UK (freezing even though its meant to be spring - why am I surprised?) supposed to be working on a major cross country project, as well as finishing my first MBA assignment and what am I doing? Browsing shoe websites (Beauty and the Dirt ; New Look ; Net-a-Porter). Yes, so predictable, so what?

Well, I am telling myself that I am browing websites instead of actual stores, which means I can get back to working on my assignment much quicker. Also, if I finish my assignment before the due date, I will allow myself to go into actual stores and shop for actual shoes. Also, I find it keeps me from craving chocolate (my other obsession, well, one of them anyway). Sadly, I'm not really getting a good fix - for some reason every shop seems to have had a shoe buyer emergency (i.e. they all look pretty crap) and not being able to try the odd one that does catch my eye is just not ok.

And then I decided to hit the motherload, yes, you guess it, I perved at Louis again. Tell me these are not perv-worth...go on, I dare you.




I hate to admit it, I am sure it makes me seem like a terribly superficial person with loads of spare cash to throw around - I wish! But this has really cheered me up. They are really so pretty...hmmm. To each his own I say.

Why shoes

OK, I don't really know the answer to this - I just know a lot of people don't get, "the shoe thing". So why shoes? Do shoes make a woman feel better about herself - well, yes, actually. Speaking (under correction) on behalf of my tribe, it is very possible for a sexy pair of shoes to transform and entire look and add that extra I-don't-know-what-but-it-works that just amps up everything else. It is also quite possible that the lack of a 'bad shoe day' contributes greatly to the appeal of shoes. There is never a shoe that makes us look fat, or that doesn't fit quite as comfortably as it did a few weeks ago. There is also never a shoe that talks back or doesn't fulfill the purpose for which it was purchased in the first place. Quite possibly, shoes are the closest things to lack of disappointment that we, as females, experience - and it feels damn good!
(more on disappointment at another time)

Your littel girl already walking around the house in mommy's heels admiring herself in reflective surfaces? Starts a shoe fund right next to the college fund. Trust me, its the most caring thing you can do for her and you will eternally be her hero.

And the angels sang

No, this is not a foot fetish blog, please move right along...ok well, maybe it has a slight fetish-like quality to it, but definitely not in a weird I-want-to-lick-your-smelly-shoes kind of way.

More in a I-just-saw-a-real-live-physical-perfection-pair-of-Louis-Vuitton-shoes, um, kind of way. And it was amazing. I immediately called my boyfriend (on another continent and half a world away) to admit to him that I had just had a true shoe porn experience, and that I was sorry, but that I did not feel guilty and it is very likely to occur again - in fact, I am planning to go looking for these experiences on purpose.

I have been travelling quite a bit recently - something that is likely to continue in the forseeable future and I will take my little pleasures wherever I can find them. Anyone thinking that travelling for business is glamorous, please do try it for a while and then get back to me - that is once you're caught up on sleep, managed to catch up with all those friends you had to decline invitations from and gotten on top of everything else. I won't be holding my breath...

Anyway, the point of this ramble is this - life is too short to avoid shoe-porn moments (even if your moment does not in any way contain shoes, which frankly, I find rather alarming but quite unlikely). Hold them close and if you can, find someone with a willing credit card to fund them for you.