What I Picked out while Standing in Line with Mr. Jimmy

I’m not going to lie…I like shoes.

There are some people that like to shop for shoes; people who, when they feel bad or sad like the comfort of picking out a new pair. There are some people that like the comfort of knowing that, whatever the occasion or weather they have the perfect pair to match the moment. I am not one of these people.

I just like shoes. I like shoes that catch your eye and hold on tight. I could be wearing jeans and a tank top- who's looking?

Most of my shopping budget goes on my feet and I can justify this with the actual price of everything else, which usually comes out to about the same as the tax on the shoes.

Case in point...Saturday’s outfit. This is what I wore to my niece’s ballet recital on Saturday night. I found the shoes first, lurking on some model in one of the fashion magazines that I peruse waiting to check out my groceries…Lucky…perhaps Marie Claire…maybe InStyle.

Contrary to that Rolling Stones’ song that my older brothers used to serenade me with as a child, with the right Google search I actually CAN absolutely ALWAYS get what I want. And with an online coupon and a good shoemaker to make a size 38 a size 38.5 – these shoes were mine.

I picked out the dress as a canvas to showcase the shoes. It was new with tags and though the ticket read $25.00, Betsy parted with it for $15.00.

Carly, Baby Dean and the top of Sam's head digging the show (and watching an episode of "Yo Gabba Gabba" via phone). Their favorite number was the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B.