Like most other girls, I’m pretty much obsessed with shoes. Although I don’t like the term ‘obsessed’; it has negative connotations (kinda like ‘fashionista’.) Ok, I just love shoes (not obsessed) for no explicable reason.
Or actually, maybe I can explain. They make you look better. Period.
Last year, I bought so many shoes and only wore half of them (typical). Mainly because they were so uncomfortable. I mean they looked good.. to sit in. So now they’re in my closet for only one purpose: to be looked at.
And you know what? As good as it may feel to collect cool-looking shoes, shoes are meant to be worn. So screw 6-inch heels and heel-less heels. I can be smarter than that.
And I am. After noticing the fact that half of my shoe closet (or dare I say.. collection?) wasn’t being worn, I decided to invest wisely. So in came the chunky heel. And I was infatuated (thesaurus suggested I use that word instead of ‘obsessed’).
I bought so many shoes with chunky heels, wedges, and even somehow justified buying 3 different litas. I mean, even though almost every ‘fashionista’—negative connotation intended—has them (one girl I worked with told me she collects them.. seriously?), it’s hard not to buy at least one. Think about it: they look good with everything, make you super tall (which is a huge plus if you’re as short as I am), and are more comfortable than any other pair of heels I own. Sold.
Then winter came along, and I started wearing nothing but black. Anyone who knows me, knows I love wearing black all winter, and no matter how hard you try to convince me otherwise, I’m sticking with black. I mean, black and winter go perfectly together. Black makes everything look so chic, and let’s face it, most winter clothes are kinda blah (especially the puffy snow jackets that we have no choice but to wear for a third of the year here in Canada.) I also wear black all winter to mourn those three (here they’re actually four or five) depressing months.
Anyway, so when I started to wear black all winter, I bought nothing but black shoes. I currently own eight black shoes that I wear regularly all winter. I tried to switch it up and bought a pair of brown beautiful knee-high snakeskin boots from Michael Kors, and wore them twice. So I’ve just been staring at them and how pretty they are for the past 3 months really.
And now today, I went from one extreme (of chunky black heels) to another.
I bought these bright, colorful, pointy-heeled Prabal Gurung shoes from the states this weekend. (I went all the way to Buffalo, NY to eat at the Cheesecake Factory and bought these shoes while I was there). They were part of the Parabal Gurung x Target collaboration. And I initially went to check out the clothes (which looked really good online, but weren’t that great in person), and bought the shoes (which didn’t look that good online, but were great in person.)
I guess I’m done mourning winter, and starting to welcome (or beg for) spring. I’m completely against buying spring clothes or shoes until it’s actually spring, but I thought I’d make a smart exception this time. (So don’t expect anymore posts about spring clothes until spring actually comes.)