I got my very first pair of CLs yesterday! 85mm Ron Rons. I'm so excited, and yet I have to confess I feel a little guilty. This is the most I've ever spent on a single pair of shoes! And it's not like I'm required to wear dressy shoes to work or anything. It's just... man, they're beautiful. Help me justify them! Tell me what great things I will accomplish with them! What have they done for you? Ideas I've entertained so far:
1. If I take over the world, I will be more convincing in sexy shoes.
2. Perhaps someone will stop me on the street one day and say, "My, those are swell shoes!" and then we'll talk, and it'll turn out he/she's a movie producer and will want to make a movie based on my writing. Don't tell me crazier things haven't happened. (I want to belieeeeeve!)
3. What if there's an environmental apocalypse and my boyfriend and I lose each other while running from an epic land slide? He can be like "Help me find the girl with the red soles!" (He wasn't convinced by this one, but I'm just saying. Preparedness!)
4. I can use them to defend myself against a mugger. The psychological effect of a red heel coming at your face has got to be longer lasting than, say, tan.
Anyway, now I just have to figure out if I want to put Sole Stopperz on them, rush them to the cobbler, or just hit the pavement and try not to think about what's happening to the soles as I walk.
1. If I take over the world, I will be more convincing in sexy shoes.
2. Perhaps someone will stop me on the street one day and say, "My, those are swell shoes!" and then we'll talk, and it'll turn out he/she's a movie producer and will want to make a movie based on my writing. Don't tell me crazier things haven't happened. (I want to belieeeeeve!)
3. What if there's an environmental apocalypse and my boyfriend and I lose each other while running from an epic land slide? He can be like "Help me find the girl with the red soles!" (He wasn't convinced by this one, but I'm just saying. Preparedness!)
4. I can use them to defend myself against a mugger. The psychological effect of a red heel coming at your face has got to be longer lasting than, say, tan.
Anyway, now I just have to figure out if I want to put Sole Stopperz on them, rush them to the cobbler, or just hit the pavement and try not to think about what's happening to the soles as I walk.