So Many Things.....

Have I mentioned my love for shoes? Have I mentioned that I don't just love them but am pretty much obsessed with them. I've even done art projects centered around my love of shoes (yes, I did an 8 foot drawing of a shoe montage when I was in school... the drawing was ok.. the actual composition lacked somewhat & would love to do it over but I have a life now you see... or not really, I blog). The question remains... how many is too many shoes?

The problem that I am starting to face is that I no longer have any more storage room for my first love. At last count, I owned well over 30 pairs probably nearing 40 in fact (and I just rid myself of a few). Which I have yet to believe is too many.... when I pass 100 we can start talking.

No, I don't wear all of them. Some are either painful, old or from a bridesmaid melee. This has been brought on because just last night, I bought 2 new pairs of shoes. I actually went into the store because I've been eyeing this hot red pair of stilettos that unfortunately didn't fit. I should also mentino I kinda resembled a hooker (which really hasn't ever stopped me before). While I was strutting around the store (oh, and I catwalk), I spotted a pair of Deisels & a pair of sketchers that I just HAD to have (I walk a lot, these are practical)... so out the credit card comes.... Just in the fall I bought 5 pairs when I hit Bellingham... I can't stop.

SO! my new month's resolution is that I can not wear the same 2 pairs of shoes in a row (unless it's runners as they are utilitarian).

But unfortunately for me, my shopping will not end as I need to replace a pair of black strappies that I seemed to have ruined this past new years.... as BFF put it "Leanne rocks because she was arrested"

FOR the record and despite what Princess Nalini's drunken voice message says..... I was NOT arrested.

The police were just being friendly. I mean Vegas is a tourist town. They just wanted to know my name, where I was from & my social ins number because they're keeping up foreign relations not because some crazy chick was gunning for my head.... I'm just saying.

It could also be one reason I'm hesistant to come down there. BFF is over her mono & good to go. If I got into that much trouble before... Good Lord.. what would happen this time??? Nor can my well-being handle another event like that night. I managed to rip up not only my leg & hand but my shoes too.... I can't afford another 10 pairs.