A comfortable shoe thing!!!!

While Andrea is in the fashion capital of style, clothing and everyones favorite thing, shoes! I'm still at the cottage, where to me comfort is king! Those cute leopard oxfords that she has would not last very long at the beach or in the yard covered with grass stains. In the summer Teva flip flops are the way to go for me. I can garden in them, walk into town and run down to the beach. I keep them in a vintage egg basket by the back porch, no need to worry if they get rained on.

And the cute little blue flats, I got those on my last trip to NYC when then the shoes I brought with me were giving me a blister. I think there was eye rolling going on, Andrea's comment, "well they are serviceable". Daughter translation, I can't believe she is buying those! 

More eye rolling on these I'm sure, they are my Bogs boots, great for gardening in the northland. They are insulated and good in weather down to 40 degrees below zero, keeping my feet warm and dry. For early spring planting and fall clean up they are must, great for sloshing thru wet snow too!

When I go to New York City to visit Andrea it seems like I always get the extreme weather usually in the form of a monsoon! So being the good daughter that she is, Andrea keeps rain boots there for me. I had a cute pair of Marc Jacob rain boots with yellow soles (they did not have any pink) but on the last trip they sprung a leak! So yes, I packed them in my suitcase and now they are serving as a planter for some white petunias. I think I will have to follow Andrea over the cliff and break down and get some Hunter wellies or another pair of Bogs ! Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes or boots.


 P.S. Mom translation for "impractical shoes" how the heck are you going to walk in those things for blocks and blocks! And I really do like those leopard oxfords of hers, if only we lived closer.......

A Shoe Thing

So I was watching the Today Show last week (I have it on every morning while I get ready for work and have become weirdly obsessed - I recorded the farewell show and cried when Meredith Viera left - don’t know what’s wrong with me; routines are scary things), and they had a feature on a nice, but possibly crazy lady named Beth Shak who won a boatload of money pro gambling, and has subsequently bought a lot of shoes. Like enough to fill a tiny landfill. 1,200 PAIRS.

Obviously, I don’t have that many shoes. Not many people do. But I do have enough impractical pairs of shoes that my mom seems to think I’m on par with the crazy lady. I don’t really understand what she means by impractical though. I mean, why wouldn’t I need a pair of leopard loafers and leopard oxfords? Or the silver, ballet slipper version of Dorothy’s glitteringly magical shoes? Or motorcycle boots when I don’t own a motorcycle? Essentials.

My shoes are actually completely practical for the most part; I just tend to go through a lot of them given that my feet are my primary means of transportation. Here are few of my special shoes, plus maybe a few that I’m just a fan of:

Behold: My efforts at shooting street style a la The Sartorialist. They were failed efforts. That's why there's only two shots. 

Pair of Banana Republic stompers. I wore 'em to death last summer, but the rose gold detailing so beautiful I had to show you despite their wear and tear. 

If you haven't already gathered, I love me some leopard. These faux-ponyhair Steve Madden oxfords totally do the trick. 

As much as I stop and stare at and ogle and covert a sturdy wedge or a saucy stiletto I spend my life in flats...and usually wishing I was wearing heels instead (I have a height deficiency). These are a few of my faves. Dorothy is that you? No, it's me! In sparkly J.Crew ballet slippers! Marc Jacobs and Franco Sarto are also my lovers.

Dum, dum, dum....my un-fun but completely practical and totally worth every dollar boots. If I were to add up the amount of raindrops avoided vs. dollars spent on these rain boots they would look like the most economical purchase ever made...by me, anyway. Hunter wellies are ubiquitous in the city, and last winter I finally bit the bullet. I followed the crowd, hopped on the bandwagon, became the lemming that jumped off the cliff. I started using multiple aphorisms in a single sentence. As as result, my feet are dry. Cliff jumping validated.