Superficiality at best

I have never claimed to be above materialism and vanity.  Just the fact that I can recognize when I am participating should give me some honor points.  I try to tailor my superficality with meaningful work, stimulating dialogue and relevant concerns but some days I am weak and succumb.

This past week I fell to the consumerism demons.  I did serious damage in Anthropology and in Michael Kors.  Although I think you would all agree that if a pair of boots look great in black you MUST buy them in saddle.  Anyway I thought this bit of retail therapy would have ended with those indiscretions.  Not so.  I realized I needed a pair of kickin' shoes to match the dress I bought.

How easy it is to access Neiman Marcus on line!  How simple to grab the image of the dress from the Anthropolgy website and compare it to the available shoes for color, style and overall coordination.  Way too easy.  I found the perfect shoe. Unfortunately the price was definitely not perfect.  So I do what any girl would do - I look to my friends for counsel.

My first consultant, let's call her Princess S. stroked my ego with "only you could pull those off" and an apparent dsiregard for the price tag.  I remove the AmEx from the wallet.  But wait, my second consultant the Beautiful Ms Mary responds with "check your closet first" and "do you realize people are starving in Africa".  She added a bit of reality to the cause.  Putting AmEx back into wallet.  I then consult my sister Tami who always is there with a "get a grip, you are a lunatic".  Ah but not this time.  This times, she tells me to buy another dress to justify the shoes.  With multiple occassions to wear the outfits, the shoes really aren't that expense on a per cost basis. Thanks T.

Now what?  I need shoes by Saturday.  If I choose these, I have to also get overnight express delivery and decide today.  If I check my closet I am sure I have at least 5 pairs that would match therefore saving the obscene $1200....decisions decisions. Will the awesome shoes distract from the extra 10 pounds I am carrying?  Will this be the last straw for my husband's patience?  hmmmmm

Superficiality is winning....trying to fight the demons...

My Shoes

If you know me, you will know that I love shoes, especially high heeled, expensive shoes.  I hate to admit it because Sex In the City made the obsession a little too cliche and pop.  Note that I am of the Imelda Marcus shoe craze not the Carrie Bradshaw craze. Probably not any better.

Anyway, I tend to buy shoes when I am sad, happy, sick, feeling ugly, feeling pretty, bored, ... you get the point.  I even remember people and events based on the shoes I was wearing.  I cannot tell you the names of girls I went to high school with, but I can describe the strappy white sandals I wore for my graduation.  My bridal shower shoes were an amazing white suede pump.  When I was 9 months pregnant, carrying 65 additional pounds, I wore black sequin sandals with a 3 inch heel to a holiday party.  I clearly remember my first pair of Manolo's purchased with great friends at the NYC store.

Doesn't matter if they are Michael Kors, Betsy Johnston or even Kim Kardashian...I love shoes.  Although I may like Christian Louboutin the best (don't tell my husband he has no idea how much I pay for these things!)

I bring this up because I have several events to go to this weekend and need to pick a shoe so as to decide on an outfit.  My shoes dictate my dress/suit.  Because I have a broken toe (thanks to the idiot troll at The Snooty Fox) I have been wearing each pair for as much time as possible daily.  Need to be sure I can walk without crying.  So I have been running up and down the stairs, to and from the garage wearing jeans, pj's or sweatpants but feeling fabulous in any of these amazing shoes.  This by the way is not helping my toe feel better and has been highly discouraged by my sister the podiatrist.

These are the top contenders.

Not the newest or the most expensive.  Certainly not comfortable but they each make me feel good and for no other reason than I love them!