172 and my feet are wet. the shoes i wear almost every day hath crackethed. and i'm totally bummed even though i have enough shoes. that's not really the point is it, shoe loving friends o' mine? the point is that my everyday shoes, they've been mortally wounded in the course of their duties. as i type this a single tear falls to the keyboard. it's just that poignant. so i'm doing the zappos thing. no stone unturned. finding the right pair of every day shoes is a difficult task.
it's either that or pay my phone bill. f'ing boring. so i click. the problem now is that i'm attracted to all these earthy, suedey, hippie flat soled creations. completely adorable and so not what i'm looking for. i thought i would eventually be the right height for my waist, you know in pants sizes. but that was dillusional. my legs will always be too short, and i will always need heels. and these are cute too.
i've been all worried about drowning my sorrows in easter bunnies, when hello...shopping. that's way better for the scale. but i have to admit that i haven't found anything i can actually buy. i've given myself permission to replace the aldo's i'm wearing because they were worn everyday, they're over two years old, and they're legitimately making my feet wet with their leakyness. i got my fifty bucks worth. i'm calling it progress that i haven't already checked out of my zappos cart with all those cute shoes that won't meet my current needs. and i'll call it progress when, while at aldo's (duh), if i find a good replacement i buy them without dusting off the catholic guilt.