I went shoe shopping again on Tuesday. Still on the hunt for dark brown, semi-sexy, not harmful, peep toe shoes to go with my dress for the wedding THIS SATURDAY. Oh, and by the way, since you asked, this is the dress.
That’s a terrible shot of it. It’s much cuter in person. I got so tired of taking bad photos of myself standing still that I decided to twirl in it. Much better, I think.
So anyhow… shoes. I went to the mall on Tuesday determined to find shoes. And I did, see?
It’s always easier to find the shoes you’re not looking for than the shoes you need to find BEFORE SATURDAY. They were on sale for 75% off, they were cute, and they were just what my tired, wedge-wearing, weary feet wanted when I walked into Famous Footwear.
But moving on, I took the advice of a couple of you and went to Macy’s. I looked around and around at the shoes and was disappointed to find that the perfect shoes that I have pictured in my head were not there on the shelf. Deflated, I headed toward the door, walked through the dress section. And stopped. And bought myself a dress.
It makes sense, right? I can’t find the shoes to go with the dress I have, maybe I just need a new dress! I love this dress. It’s cute, it’s comfortable, and coincidentally, it was also 75% off.
Maybe it’s all the episodes of Swingtown I’ve been catching up on lately, but this dress flung itself off the rack at me and demanded that I buy it. I love the flowy, 70s style of it. But guess what? I still needed shoes! I went back up to the shoe department, now looking for BLACK semi-sexy, not harmful, peep toe shoes to go with my NEW dress for the wedding. No dice, but I did go back to Famous Footwear where I found these babies.
And, as far as dress shoes go, they’re actually pretty comfortable. Bonus!
I got home Tuesday night feeling happy that I had a new outfit that I loved and felt comfortable in, and then I went out on the deck to take these pictures last night and now I’m not sure what to think. Both dresses look hideous. I look hideous. Maybe I should just return the new black one and wear the white one. But then I still don’t have shoes. GOD, WHEN DID I BECOME SO SHALLOW??
Even the dogs thought I was being ridiculous and after the eleventy billionth attempt to get a good shot of me in the dress, they started jumping in the shot. Ug. What’s a shallow, self-loathing, flip flop-preferring girl to do?