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{These shoes were made for Holiday shopping…}

Shoes:  Charlotte Russe Patent Peep-Toe Sueded Wedge – 8 / $28

Happy Saturday my darlings! My hope is that you are having a weekend as delicious as I am. 

So far it has been a fantastic weekend with family, friends and all the lovely Holiday Fêtes.  Sprinkled in between all the good cheer though are those manic moments of Holiday shopping that I am sure a few of you are experiencing also.  Unfortunately, I’m one of those last minute shoppers. Gah!

Fighting the crowds at the mall is not my idea of a good time, which means I’ll need plenty of motivation to get all of my shopping done before Christmas.  So perhaps power shopping calls for super power pumps?  At least that is what I told the Husband when I donned on the high tower of all pumps.  Heh!  Does it make more sense to shop in “comfortable” shoes while hunting for my next purchase? Perhaps but quite frankly I’d prefer to be fashionable than frumpy while I scour the city for those super fabulous great deals.  😉

Enjoy the rest of your weekend my precious ones!


{‘Tis the season to buy shoes…}

Happy Friday sweet peas!!!  The Holiday crazies is upon us and we are now in mid shopping mode.  I’m not sure what has possessed me this month but my obsession with shoes has reached an all time high this season.  Welcome to my world of BOGO (By One, Get One).  I have no business being at the Mall but I made the dreadful mistake of going during lunch this week.  I must have blacked out somewhere along the way because the next thing I know I  am back in my car with four boxes of fabulous footwear.  Holy mother of shoes!  

Shoes:  Charlotte Russe Shoes – 8.0 /  $30

Wishing you an amazing weekend my darlings! 


Wordless Wednesday

There is nothing like a little shopping therapy…

Must They Do This Now?


This is one of those days when I just want to end my successful shopping experience by dining at one of my favorite bistros with great French food, a delicious bottle of wine and prime seating for optimal people watching. I love to dine with friends and family but today was not one of those days. I just want to feel the cool refreshing breeze blowing off the gulf coast and be alone with my thoughts without the incessant chatter of a companion. I arrive at my favorite bistro just before the lunch crowed descends upon this little piece of heaven. With this being the ideal weather to sit outdoors, the hostess seats me at one of the tables, under a luscious palm tree, for shading. I breathe a sigh of contentment as I take in the scenic view around me. There is soft music filtering through the restaurant and I sit back to enjoy my own company. The waiter, Jon, brings me the wine list. He offers to take my shopping bags and hold them at coat check but I quickly seared him with a look that indicated that he had taken leave of his senses. He quietly slinks away from my stinging glare, now skittish from my obvious displeasure. To think that he actually thought that I wanted to part with my precious shopping bootie. Pfft! As if!!

As I peruse the menu, in walks (for the sake of this post we’ll name them Biff and Lolita) the couple from hell. They were loud, obnoxious and grating against the backdrop of this fabulous establishment. You could feel the mood of the surrounding tables change as Biff and Lolita decide to make their presence known. She, reminiscent of Peggy Bundy from that series, “Married with Children”, he, a facsimile of Homer Simpson but with freshly grown turf on top. I try not to stare, as does everyone else but it is fascinating, this spectacle they are putting on. It’s like a train wreck waiting to happen. Her screeching tone jarred my teeth, as she dressed down poor Biff. I pretend to be engrossed in my menu as she berates him about his overactive libido. His what??!??! Since when is this appropriate conversation in such a public place? And why, oh why, must they do this now? I try to soothe my nerves by taking a sip of my wine but it goes down like vinegar. I feel unsettled by these two.

Now I realize that I’m quite persnickety about the restaurants I frequent and my standards may seem impossibly high to some but my expectation is that if I’m going to spend an obscene amount of money in an upscale restaurant, I would hope that the individuals who patronize this restaurant will not have been raised by farm animals. Biff and Lolita acted as if they had no concept of proper dining etiquette and worse yet it seemed like Lolita was enjoying this vulgar behavior and the attention she was garnering.

That was it for me. My peace and tranquility shattered, I ask the waiter for the check. I notice that others are doing the same. Honestly, if I want drama, I could be in the comfort of my own home, watching reality TV. And THIS was a bit too much reality for me. With shopping bags in hand, I was out the door without a backward glance. Sigh. I guess I was only meant to have a liquid lunch today.