I know that the readers of my blog are all male - and that's because I haven't given my blog address to any of my girlfriends.
So, kind sirs, I'm sorry that this post won't do anything for you at all.
Last night, we went out for dinner with my sister- and brother-in-law, since it was her birthday. We're doing a family celebration on Saturday, but we thought since we live in the same city, we should take her out on the day.
She surprised me with a gift.... a gift of shoes.
A gift of Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.
If you've ever heard Carrie Bradshaw on Sex & the City gush about her Manolos or Jimmy Choos, well, these are right up there. My sister-in-law bought them on sale in a
size too small because she couldn't just not buy them at all. She's worn them once for about 20 minutes, but because it was agony for her feet (albeit heaven for her outfit), they've been sitting in her closet just dying to be worn.
Unbeknownst to me, about 4 months ago, she decided she should give them to me - my feet are an 8 and would fit the Zanotti's perfectly. It's been a 4 month struggle for her to let go of them, and last night, at the Spring Rolls at Yonge & Bloor, she presented me with the most beautiful pair of shoes I've seen in real life .
Okay, I think I need to clarify. I said she bought them on sale, and I think that statement, with no clarification, belies the true worth of these shoes. She bought them on sale for $550.00, down from $625.00.
$550 for shoes!!!!!
These babies were made by hand in Italy of delicious tan Italian leather. I could eat them. They are the sexiest shoes ever. Last night, my husband had to tell me I couldn't wear them to bed (because of course, when I got home, I had to wear them around the condo and didn't want to take them off). In fact, I'm wearing them now. I'm working from home today and I'm wearing my bathrobe and $550.00 shoes.
I am spoiled rotten by my in-laws. They give me jewellery for every major occasion (for our 1 year anniversary, my mother-in-law gave me a diamond pendant), MAC makeup (my sister-in-law is in the fashion industry, so she gives the fashion week giveaways made for blondes that she gets to me), and now, Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.
So, kind sirs, I'm sorry that this post won't do anything for you at all.
Last night, we went out for dinner with my sister- and brother-in-law, since it was her birthday. We're doing a family celebration on Saturday, but we thought since we live in the same city, we should take her out on the day.
She surprised me with a gift.... a gift of shoes.
A gift of Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.
If you've ever heard Carrie Bradshaw on Sex & the City gush about her Manolos or Jimmy Choos, well, these are right up there. My sister-in-law bought them on sale in a
size too small because she couldn't just not buy them at all. She's worn them once for about 20 minutes, but because it was agony for her feet (albeit heaven for her outfit), they've been sitting in her closet just dying to be worn.Unbeknownst to me, about 4 months ago, she decided she should give them to me - my feet are an 8 and would fit the Zanotti's perfectly. It's been a 4 month struggle for her to let go of them, and last night, at the Spring Rolls at Yonge & Bloor, she presented me with the most beautiful pair of shoes I've seen in real life .
Okay, I think I need to clarify. I said she bought them on sale, and I think that statement, with no clarification, belies the true worth of these shoes. She bought them on sale for $550.00, down from $625.00.
$550 for shoes!!!!!
These babies were made by hand in Italy of delicious tan Italian leather. I could eat them. They are the sexiest shoes ever. Last night, my husband had to tell me I couldn't wear them to bed (because of course, when I got home, I had to wear them around the condo and didn't want to take them off). In fact, I'm wearing them now. I'm working from home today and I'm wearing my bathrobe and $550.00 shoes.
I am spoiled rotten by my in-laws. They give me jewellery for every major occasion (for our 1 year anniversary, my mother-in-law gave me a diamond pendant), MAC makeup (my sister-in-law is in the fashion industry, so she gives the fashion week giveaways made for blondes that she gets to me), and now, Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.
I love my life.
4 comments:
I really like clothes and like shopping for them and am quite proud to say that I have a very nice wardrobe. But shoes...I've never understood it. They're the one article I really hate shopping for. It's nearly impossible to find ones that look and feel good. Therefor I have a few nice pairs, both comfy and presentable and that's that. Case closed.
Also why don't you give your address to any of your female friends?
My husband gives me a hard time about the shoes that have filled our closets (they followed me home!) but we both know he doesn't really mind. He says he's always liked my legs (since highschool) and really, heels are what make a woman's legs look good. Also, in comparison to his sister's shoe obsession, mine's nothing. I have never spent more than $150 on shoes (and that was for my wedding shoes, so it doesn't really count), whereas his sister has at least 20 pairs of shoes that cost her over $500 each. Nuts.
As for not sharing my blog, all my girlfriends know my husband well, and I want to be able to bitch about him from time to time (I love him to death, but sometimes I need to vent). If they read my blog, it would just be awkward when we all get together to play Rock Band or whatever. It gives me an element of privacy on the web, if that's possible.
I can understand that.
But they used to read your old blog if I remember correctly. You don't think they'd be unable to keep any occasional bitching in the vault? Shouldn't it be the same as something said in confidence, girl talk, talk among friends, whatever?
No, it's not that they couldn't keep a secret. It's that my blog is a place for me to vent in relative anonymity, often about things that won't matter to me tomorrow, so by giving my address to my girlfriends and inviting them into the fray, it puts them unnecessarily into a weird position the next time we all go out for lunch.
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