Shoe Fetish Challenge: Day 7

Today's shoes: white flats with pink and blue argyle skull pattern

This weekend has been about flats, because, I'm not gonna lie, five days of all heels all the time hurt my poor little footsies and they were a wee bit sore. Plus I've been running around LA and OC like a mad woman and I felt the need to do so in flats. I find it odd to wear my flats on the weekend because the weekend is when I usually wear my cute shoes.

But we have another whole week of cute shoes ahead and I have no idea what I'll wear tomorrow but I just did some laundry so I know it will be fabulous!

Week 1: success!

Week 2: bring it on!

Shoe Fetish Challenge: Days 5 & 6

Day 5: Creepers (3 1/2")

Boy oh boy do these shoes remind me of my high school days :)

I have not worn these shoes in a LONG time, and I forgot how HEAVY they are! You get used to them pretty quickly but I was not as graceful as I usually am! I may have been stumbling around a little, but they are so awesome! I used to wear these shoes all the time in high school, and I LOVE them!! I also tend to wear them in the rain because I can just right walk over puddles in these monsters- which is mighty convenient let me tell you, especially as I hate the cold and the wet almost as much as I hate mornings; but despite the rain there were no large puddles to step over, so they were left to be merely fashionable rather than functionable. However, on the bright side, I did get a few compliments on them- and who doesn't love to hear about how cute your shoes are, I mean really. AAAhhh, I love my creepers, they are so awesome <3 I am so glad I wore them!

Day 6: Chucks (flats)

The best tennis shoe ever invented (and I'll probably own a pair until I die).

These are the only tennis shoes worth wearing in my opinion. High tops, low tops, black, red, green, doesn't matter- just buy these shoes, they are THE BEST. It doesn't feel like you're wearing shoes at all but they protect your feet from all necessary elements. Well, execpt water. We've all trudged through rain in soaked Chucks a time or two. Or maybe it's just a SoCal thing. But I bring my Chucks everywhere. I've walked through Italy, London, Amsterdam, San Francisco, and New York City in Chucks and I'll wear them loyally until I die in every city I visit.

As you can see, this particular pair (I think I've gone through about four pairs now and will need another pair soon- I'm going for high tops this time- I think I'm ready!) has been WORN. They say these boots are made for walkin, well these Chucks are made for walkin! I'd say 90% of the time when I have to wear shoes rather than my normal Rainbows/sandals I slip into my chucks. This particular pair has already done through the original laces and I had to replace them with the black ones you see here. Also, as you can see, these shoes have seen so much action the soles are ripping and the white is all scratched and yellow, but really, Chucks are meant to be dirty. It gives them character. They never look right when they're brand new to me for some reason.

If these shoes could tell stores... hehehe, good thing they can't!

Anyway, I've slipped into my internal Rock Girl the last couple of days, so it will be interesting as I make myself wear a different pair of shoes how I get out of it. Not to mention that week 1 is almost at an end, this challenge is coming along nicely so far I would say! Now, what shoes should I wear tomorrow?

Hmm....

Shoe Fetish Challenge: Day Four

Today's shoes: boots with attitude! (heel, 4") Aaaahh, my first day of boots :) How I love boots, they are so awesome! You get all the sauciness of a high heel, the warmth of pants, AND ankle support, what's not to love? Plus you get to wear socks and that gives you some extra cushion against obnoxious shoe rubbing and the pain of heels. Apart from ridiculous stilettos I think boots may be my favorite footwear (Well, of footwear that is actually shoes anyway; my hippy heart loves bare feet and sandals, but if I have to wear shoes I want them to be HOT HOT HOT!!!). In other news, this whole actually look cute thing seems to be working. My boss once again demanded to see my shoes (and that's a lot coming from a man), one of my coworkers (female) told me I looked hot, and walking out of traffic court (why there are speed limits is beyond me. See previous blogs for my thoughts on traffic laws. I'll give you a hint: I think they're horse shit!) I even got an "Oh my." Granted this was from a delinquent and a pervert but hey, delinquents and perverts are people to! hahahahahaha, but hey, at least SOMEONE outside my daily life noticed I look good- maybe in the future some awesome hot guy will talk to me because I look awesome, and if not, at least I know my fabulousness is getting out there in the universe! I hope you can handle it universe, because I'm just getting started! Four days down and about forty five/fifty to go! Woohoo!

I LOVE SHOES!!!! This is so much fun it's gross!

I also love fashion, see today's outfit (once again built around my shoes- of course!):

Analysis: yowza! The skirt is about three inches too long for my short status, but it's all good because I don't feel like hemming it.

Who's ready for day five? Because I am!

Shoe Fetish Challenge: Day Three

Today's shoes: turquoise patterned wedges (3 3/4" heels)

Today was once again adorable wedges day! Hooray for adorable wedges! And my coworkers are starting to get stoked on my shoes- which is awesome! One of the guys told me he was "loving all the cool shoes" and my boss asked if I would still be wearing fun shoes when he got back from his trip :) When I told him about this challenge he asked how many shoes I had and about how long it would take- and I think I have about 52 pairs of shoes (ish) right now (mind you this is after I down-sized to move in with my ex- of course I've also bought a few pairs since then ;) so I guess on that score we're about even) so I would definitely still be rockin my shit when he gets back next week- and when he leaves again next month, haha. Of course he choked on how many pairs of shoes I have, but you know what? You can't put a price on how fashion makes you feel- and you know what? I feel pretty! Oh so pretty! I feel pretty and witty and bright!!! hehehehehehehe

Heels, cute outfits, and jewelery- woohoo! How do you not feel pretty with all that fab on I ask you? Plus heels help with posture and I've been rockin high heels so I actually feel tall! And I never feel tall because I am pequeno! Being 5'3" and feeling tall is always nice because it is SO RARE! But anyway, thus far this experiment is working out well (yes, three days in is a bit premature, sue me) I get to wear all my cute things! Why didn't I think of this before? Oh yeah... my enmity for mornings has gotten in the way, but I am persevering!

Exhibit A:

Analysis: casual cute! You can't tell but my white flower necklace matches the white flowers on my shoes, paired with pearl earrings and cute make-up- holla! Understated but cute.

Now here's a question I'm sure ladies will wonder: how are my feet holding up?.

Well, they're a bit sore, and have been rubbed a bit in places they aren't usually rubbed, so they have tender spots, but who cares! My shoes are fab and I'm willing to suffer! (At the moment- of course I have tennis shoes and flats as well, so I figure I'll work those in when the pain starts.)

Shoe Fetish Challenge (Guess this means I should get a pedicure!)

I LOVE shoes!

Let's just get that out in the open. I will never have enough of them no matter how many I have. I could have a pair of shoes for every outfit! In fact, that would be ideal. The problem with this is I am NOT a morning person so I usually can't be bothered to look cute in the morning (or to be a nice person before coffee). There are no available guys at my work and- let's be honest here- even if there were, I still wouldn't care. I never wear make-up and I rock jeans, a tee-shirt, and my Rainbows (aka: the best sandals that money can buy) every day; so I usually end up looking like a damn hot mess. Exhibit A: Analysis: not cute! comfy, cozy even, but NOT cute.

Also, I'm single so I should probably step up the attractive factor (I have a strange vision of peacock feathers whenever I think of that), and I have all of these wonderful beautiful shoes that I wear when I go out or don't have to be somewhere first thing in the morning, but shoes are meant to be worn! Shoes are meant to be seen! Also, you can't rock awesome shoes without an awesome coordinating outfit, and it's almost impossible to feel down when you're outfit is bangin! All that being said, I have decided to wear a different pair of shoes every day until I have worn all my shoes. (This may take a while... probably about two months, I have A LOT of shoes.) I started yesterday, however I didn't know if I would stick to it or not, but here we are, day two and on the second pair of shoes, so it's official- I'm rockin' my footwear bitches!!!!! And here's what I've rocked so far:

Day 1: turquoise suede stilettos (3 1/2" heel) Day 2: rockin wedges (4 1/2" heel)

So let the Shoe Fetish Challenge begin! All hot shoes all the time! This is going to be awesome!

(Would anyone like to join me for a pedicure?)

Trouble with a Captial "T"

So, I don't know how it happens, but I always start out with the best intentions and then everything gets botched and I end up in trouble. My Sister insists it's because we were born into a family of crazies and we never had a chance- I'm beginning to think that she may be right... So last night... My sister was working near my work (she works for the Red Cross so she works somewhere different every day) and when she got off she came into my office. I was magically able to go home soon after she arrived, and my dance rehearsal for that night was cancelled- which left me with a night of nothing ahead of me- which is when I tend to get into trouble. But I digress. So, with an open schedule ahead of us we preceded to get not sober, then headed to the pool with our beers in hand, and more beers in our purses- oh yeah- we're that classy! So we drank and chatted and laughed poolside until the sun went down- then we went back to the pad. Once there, we decided to watch 'Cry Baby' because my sister is obsessed and demanded that I watch it (it ended up being pretty funny). But then we realized we were hungry and I didn't want to cook- plus it was taco Tuesday at Del Taco! Woo-hoo! So, Julie turned down walking to the Del Taco (it was right on the corner) and so she drove us. To get to the Del Taco, it's easiest to pass it then make a U-Turn- a U-Turn which, as it turns out, was an illegal U-Turn, whoopsie! So we see the flashing lights in the rear and we start freaking out a little (the beers and fear of a DUI started to kick in right about then...) and when the cop rolls up he informs us of the illegal status of our U-Turn, then asks us to get out of the car (we did NOT pee our pants I am proud to say!) and walks us to the sidewalk where he shows us the no U-Turn sign (which was on the island before the turn, not on the island in front of the turn- we just didn't see it! Arrgghhh!!!). Long story short, we almost died from fear but were let off with a warning. At that point, Del Taco felt cursed so I said, "To hell with it, let's just go to Carl's, it's across from my complex. So we head to Carl's (which requires another U-Turn to enter- EEK!) and while we were waiting to make the U-turn I discovered a spider crawling on the INSIDE of the windshield. Both of us are deathly afraid of spiders- ps. So now we are freaking out about the spider, and freaking out because the cop was probably still around and now we're REALLY going to jail. Well, the spider gets it, and we drive on. Julie wants me to throw the squished spider napkin out the window, but I'm afraid to get pulled over for littering. So we're driving in a direction that won't take us to food at this point, and we're too full of crazy to keep driving, so we decide to give up and go home (which needed yet another U-Turn- AAAGGGHHHH!!! WHY GOD!) with nothing and just order a pizza- which ended up being far more difficult than it needed to be. Moral of the story- without ever understanding how, I always end up in trouble. And not little amounts of trouble either, trouble with a capital "T" trouble. I should change my middle name accordingly.

Doing Just Fine

I have a lot of stuff going on in my life at the moment- both work related and personal, and it's a lot for just one person to handle. But why is it that when people ask how we are doing we always say, "fine"- even when we aren't? Is it pride? Pure stubbornness? The inability to admit that we need help? Some sick combination of all three? It's probably the sick combination of the three for me to be quite honest.

Every time I tell people that I'm doing "fine" I always think of the movie The Italian Job. Thanks to that movie I have discovered the meaning of the word: fine.

Freaked out
Insecure
Neurotic
Emotional


So really, when I tell people I'm doing fine, I guess I really am.