I Heart Target Forever, The Shoe Edition

Before I was married, I was a loser who lived at home and mooched off my parents, spending all of my money on clothes and shoes and packages for Bryce. I was also a good twenty pounds lighter than I am now. As a result, I used to be cute. Now that I'm married, I still spend money, just not near as much. There's always a low limit and a budget, the kids will need shoes or something else, so when I shop for myself it's always, "This shirt is o-k-a-y...and it's on clearance. I'll buy it." Then I get home and realize it's really not that great, quite frumpy actually, but I keep it because the color's nice or I like the pattern. When I shop for shoes at Target, or anywhere for that matter, I'll see a pair I totally love, then see the price tag and I''ll think to myself, "What?! $29 for shoes! What are they thinking?" I ignore that part of me, the part of me that knows $29 shoes are so awesome, and I've gotten into a rut of trying to cram as many things into my shopping excursions as possible, ugly as they may be. As a result, I have a closet full of stuff I kind of like, maybe, some days anyway, and shoes I really hate. I haven't owned a pair of shoes I loved since my so-called "Hollywood shoes" of '98.

So today when I took Fynn to get his flu shot, and I looked down at myself and noticed my outfit looked like I was a high-school student, and a nerdy one at that, I called Bryce and informed him I was going shopping. I've decided I will start buying things I LOVE, things I adore, things I wouldn't mind having babies with. I'll just buy fewer things, albeit better things. And so, I present you with today's purchase:

I am so excited about those shoes. They are black patent-leather. *Sigh*

On a side note, when I worked at the Alamo-Rent-a-Car call center in Salt Lake City, there was a guy who would call over and over, and when he got the girls he would ask what shoes we were wearing, and did we drive a stick shift, and could we send pictures of our feet in our high-heels driving. It's because of guys like him I didn't take a picture of those shoes with my feet in them. Because I wanted to.