Simply Seleta

{shallow} stress solutions

This is the way I deal with stress.  Shoe shopping.  It goes something like this:  get in car, enjoy the 13 miles of driving in complete silence, park car, b-line to a favorite place that carries great shoes with serious sales, and then play.  Not necessarily buy, but definitely play.  These little numbers above are sassy patent peep toe pumps designed by her.  Had to roll up the jeans to see if they pass the skirt + dress test.

[Note: I'm not saying this kind of behavior is appropriate.  Nor am I saying it solves problems.  But I like it and it's fun. You certainly have my permission to label as me crazy, shallow, vacuous, whacked, whatever you wish.  But it's still fun.]

The final step is imperative: I whip out my phone, take a picture and email it to friend Morgan [who strangely enjoys helping], and see what she says - buy or not?  Then there's a few texts back and forth. I value her advice - she's half my age [in fashion years], has twice the style and always looks amazing.  Not a "fussy + fixed up" amazing, but an "effortlessly chic" amazing.  The best kind.  I can always count on her to give me the straight up, which is imperative.

The only pics I could scrounge up of Morgan and me are these two from Willow's fashion show that we emceed together in the spring.  I know, crazy shots.   But that's us. 

Fo shizzle.

 

QUESTION:

Any other shoe addicts out there?  Talk to me.

my weakness...

Happens to be red shoes. 

I have many pairs of them.  Whenever I want to feel my best, I put on a pair of red shoes.   

IT ALL BEGAN WHEN...

Two people met.  My husband says the one thing he remembers about the first time we met is I had on red heels [not a vampy pair, but rather tasteful low heels].  Since we were being introduced by mutual friends in a blind date kind-of-way, I was crazy nervous.  I had never been on one of those before!  We were all supposed to meet for dinner and drinks at their place.  I was such a wreck getting ready.  To reduce my nervousness, I put on my sassy red BCBG's.  Ahhh, that felt better.  I toned it down with a crisp white oxford and a dark denim pencil skirt.  And pearls for the whole ladylike effect.  One does have to make the right first impression. 

Anyway.  It must have worked because we're still together and quite blissful.  

A few weeks ago, when we all met up for our couple's "game night" at our friend's house, I could not help but notice my stylin' friend Stephanie's new shoes from a nearby boutique.  They were strappy black thongs with a fire-engine red rosette.  Stephanie are you reading this?  I still love them! 

So I headed over to the boutique last week and found these bad boys on sale 50% off.  You can also get them right here for much less than I paid.  [sigh]

I think these will be a blast this spring and summer.  What am I saying, already wore them this week.  Can you believe they're actually comfortable?  

Hmmm, maybe I'll even wear them on Valentine's Day for my sweet Valentine.  For old time's sake.

FAVORITE FEATURE OF THESE SHOES... 

I am literally as tall as husband when I wear them.  Six feet!  Bow chick a wow wow...

FINAL THOUGHT...

Did I really just do an entire post on a pair of shoes?  Someone either slap me or tell me I'm not the only shoe-obsessed girl out there.