Stop the Madness

But I rationalized that my new shoes shouldn't be punished just because I can't budget.
--Carrie, Sex and the City 

Okay... so I’ve been good for about, oh, a week or so. I really have.

But then Sunday I knew I needed to get a new pair of black flats. And since I was going right by DSW Shoe Warehouse, I figured I would stop.

Just.one.pair. And that was all. Black flats. Nothing else.

Yeah. Right.

So I went in there and browsed a little, looking for the aforementioned black flats. I wanted something similar to what I already had (Enzo Angiolini’s Liberty). But I found these Michael Kors clogs. Low heeled and they were furry! I put them back. I walked on. I wasn’t going to do it. No way. Not me.

As I was looking through all the high-heeled shoes, the boots, the flats, I came across Enzo Angiolini’s Liberty! That was exactly what I had at home that was in desperate need of retirement. I picked up my size and moved on. But I couldn’t stop thinking about those clogs.

So I went back. I thought...I’ll just try them on. Just to see.

Which is ALWAYS a mistake. I know if I try them on and I like them I’m going to buy them. It’s just the way things are with me.

I try them on. And OH. They are fabulous. But my size feels a little small. So I go a half size up and they are PERFECT. Just perfect. Comfy. I love them!

I bought them. I needed those. And I earned more points toward my next reward certificate.

And yes. I have a sickness. Hi. I’m Michelle. And I’m a shoe-a-holic.