I know, I know. I haven't been here in MONTHS. What can I say? The winter did me in. I hibernated in my cave. I mourned the months of wearing boots and practical shoes for slogging through slush.
Now here I am - like a bear coming out of her cave (OK, that's not a very flattering analogy) um, let me see. I know! A butterfly coming out of its chrysalis. Yeah, that's it.
So anyway, like a butterfly coming out of its chrysalis as the weather warms, so do beautiful shoes start to appear on the feet of my fellow commuters. A peep toe here, a darling little ballet flat there, and some fierce stilettos being worked down that snow free street with glee. Oh, it does my heart good. It really does.
Woe to the woman clomping down the street in practical shoes! She is the most unfortunate of the unfortunates. She lacks the style gene. She lacks self-awareness. She lacks awareness of the season. She just...lacks.
My shoe of the day (or perhaps month at the rate I've been posting):
Manolo Blahnik Leopard Print D'Orsay Sandal
Friday, March 30, 2007