Shoes, there is something about shoes that can bring me to my knees and make me all giddy like a little girl. Maybe that's where it comes from. What little girl didn't stomp around in her mommy's heels? I hear tale that there were some little girls that wore their mom's slips on their heads wishing for long blonde hair instead of long brown, while they practiced walking in heels but I wouldn't know lol...
This shoe is nothing short of shoe porn for me. I would love a pair of these, but really, where would I wear them? I highly doubt they go with running shorts. But oh, how they call to me....
This has been more my speed these days.
Every now and again, the little girl in me screams and stomps her foot, arms crossed over her chest, pouting, I want fancy big girls shoes. Not to be mixed up with my running diva friend's big boy running shoes!
So any excuse will do to get some fancy shoes. Enter the Tri Club Bash. Check out these Via Spigas I snatched up last year for the bash.
I was all excited, I had a dress picked out and was positively giddy at the thought of getting shoes. It's not so much the dress for me as it is those darned shoes. Then my husband informs me he won't be here. Wait, it was my one excuse to get dressed up. There are only so many times that I want to wear Addidas stamped across my chest, and my clothes being like skin on bologna so I cut down on wind resistance. It's nice to get all fancy every once in a blue moon.
"Where the hell are you going to be?" I ask petulantly. What, an All Star Game that 7 our hockey players got chosen to play in is more important then my chance to wear my big girl shoes?? Even more then that, it's my chance to go try on shoes that I won't be wearing with socks! This is so not fair! But being the ever resourceful woman I am, I do what any person married for 22 years would do, I am going solo! Actually I had many requests from friends saying I could join them. So when Heather and her boyfriend said I could tag along with them I said yes. Besides awesome company, I get my shoes hahaha!!
I went online and started looking at shoes, styles I might like. I knew I wanted some that would wrap around my ankle, and came up with these. You should have seen me catwalking in these babies. I was thinking I was all that, and for a minute, I believe I was!
Then I accessorized. I picked bracelets, earrings, looked at evening bags, wraps to keep me warm. I realized something as I was flitting from store to store. This is something I do maybe once a year. One time a year I can go pick out pretty, sexy, hot clothes. The once every now and again where I am going to wear sparkly jewelry and makeup. The one time I will do something with my hair other then a pony tail or shoving it under a swim cap. Someone referred to this Bash as the Tri Prom. You know I believe they are right. Only this time I am not wearing Jessica McClintock.
I am a little girl again with my mother's slip on her head and her fancy shoes on. The little girl who rummaged through mom's jewelry box, put her makeup on and thought I looked Red Carpet ready by the time I was done.
Wearing big girl shoes will do that to you....
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