In the past week, I've gotten three pairs of shoes: two I picked out, and one the Husbeast got me. The ones the Husbeast bought were in response to that fall I took a couple weeks ago; I'd been wearing an old pair of Crocs, with soles that were almost smooth. So he bought me a new pair, with little flowers on them:
Then I went to the Sketchers outlet. I planned to get myself a pair of semi-dignified shoes; something between tennis shoes and high heels. When I walked in the door, they told me there was a buy a pair, get a pair at half price sale going on.
I nearly swooned.
The black pair:
And the brown pair:
Keep in mind, these shoes are made by an athletic shoe company. So while they LOOK dignified, they FEEL very comfy. And the best part? The treads.
I won't be crashing and burning in the Target parking lot, wearing these babies.
Then we totally lost our heads and got a pair of shoes for the Goober. They light up.
I want light up shoes. They don't come in my size. Darn it.
Sekhmet? Oh, her. She prefers me barefoot.