Dreams

Pause for long sigh.

Look-out!

I am always on a constant search for the following things:


from L t R: O.P.I Red Apple Nail Varnish, Balmain Jacket, Chanel Envelope Purse w/gold hardware, Christian Louboutin Hyper Prive Pump in Black Patent, Chanel Multi-Strand Pearls, O.P.I Red Varnish


-A beautiful motorcycle jacket.
-A Chanel bag.
-Multi-strand pearls/chains
-Christian Louboutin Hyper Prive's
-The perfect red nail polish

What are you always looking for?

When is it too extreme?

That's a question I've had brewing in my head for a while now. With the thought of shining Louboutins dancing above my head, I wonder: when does the price of a shoe become too much?

Recently I attended a party where the average age of the women in attendance was 40. When asked about the price of the shoes I had on, (Franco Sarto Fall pump in Patent Croc Grey) I replied honestly, as I always (try) to do. They were $114.98. (Of course I bought them on my employee discount from my store, but that's besides the point...)

When they heard that price, their eyes practically bulged straight out of their heads. One women told me I was, quote, "Damn lucky (I) don't have the responsibility of feeding a family!". Yeah, I am lucky. I'm lucky I don't have to buy Mr. Junior Pizza-for-Breakfast spider-man sneaks, nor do I have to buy Missy Coco Pigtails and Sparkles a pair of slip on's. I'm lucky I have a couple hundred bucks to spend on myself every month. Yeah.

All this over a hundred dollars?

Which of course to me, knowing the quality of the brand I purchased, and the comfort, had no problem shelling out. To this woman, and her co-herts, it was an insane price. To me: average. I understand that yes, they do have other people to worry about, whereas I just have myself, and maybe my dog on a good day, but does that really garner me the reaction I recieved? Is 100 dollars too much to spend on a pair of kitten heels?

The leaping point in my thought process brought me to designer shoes (how that always happens, I don't know. I swear. Really). The Christian Louboutin Hyper Prive's, which I've been eyeing for a year now, retail anywhere from $750-$900. To me, I know they are worth the money, I just don't have it. When I talk about this with other people, their eyes glaze over, and their chins wobble. Is 800 dollars too much to spend on a pair of patent black pumps with a red sole?

In truth, I would never, ever, spend over $400 on a pair of shoes. Some people find even that amount of money outrageous. For now, I will scoure the Bay that is E for deals on slightly used, or out of season Loubs, or any other designer shoe I crave at the moment, and that suits me fine. Maybe if I had a higher income I would have no qualms about dropping 2k on a pair of Chanel stompers.

Maybe.

Then again are shoes just a combination of leather, plastic and stiches? Are they really worth more than $100?

I don't know. You tell me.

Go.

Am I the only one...

... who dislikes jazz shoes?


'Fred' Glitter Lace-Up by Christian Louboutin

I'm all for flat shoes. I love 'em. Especially after a week of heels, I love sliding my sore soles into a nice pair of gladiators, ballets, or boots. But... these jazz shoes. I don't know. I can't put my finger on why I dislike them. Could be spawned from my youth as a dancer? Must look into this stat.

To prove my allegiance to the flats of the world, I post these:


Sammy 3 Buckle Winkle Pickers by Underground England

I actually would love a pair of these. Size 9.5, thanks!

They sort of remind of the Chloe boots that have circulated must-have lists for the last two years.

Dreams or something

I've had a really tough two years, in terms of deciding what I want for my future. I would say it's been 100% the hardest thing I've had to do. Some people just find their niche in life easily. They love kids, so they become a kindergarten teacher. They love animals so they become a Vet or work at a shelter. For a lot of people, (including myself) it's not that simple.

I love writing. So should I be a writer? I love cooking and creating in the kitchen, so naturally I should be a chef? I love the prospect (weirdly enough) of being around middle schoolers all day. I think I could handle that. So I should definitely be a teacher.

I feel like I have so many things I want to do, but only once life to try and accomplish all of it.

The one thing I love beyond all other things, is shoes. I love the way a pair of shoes can make or break an outfit. I love how a great pair of heels can make even the most self-conscious person feel extraordinary. Most of all, I love the exhilarating feeling I get when I marry a person to the perfect shoe for their needs.

I really have, truly, thought this over for almost two years. The fact that I want to open my own business is a scary prospect. There are start-up fees, and loans to deal with; not to mention stock and decorating and repairs to any building I rent out. Owning your store, or even your own company is an insane task. I would know. My family has owned a Salon for years now, and I've sadly seen the downfalls first-hand, of doing so.

So is it fear that keeps me from doing what I love? I would hate to say I never went for the big fish because I was shaking in my (Christian Louboutin for Rodarte dominatrix) shoes.

What is the worst that could happen? My store fails? It's just money. Money. AGH. It just seems to rule everything.