If you remember around Christmas, I had been stalking these Chanel slingbacks like it was my job. I would visit them at the downtown Barney's. At Saks uptown. And admire them on the chic little grandmothers of the West Village (trust me, there are many around here!). And eventually, while I had batted my eyelashes more than I would like to admit so Santa would notice, they still eluded me. Albeit, they're a pricey little shoe. One that I wasn't sure I would wear all that often if I had ponied up the money. So I held off. And slept on it, as any self-respecting 30 something gal would.
Fast forward a few months later and I was still thinking about these shoes, until one of those rare, warm February days rolled around (which happened to my birthday). I was walking down 7th, dangerously close to Barney's, and without warning and without much advanced thought, I popped in past those marble doors, made a beeline up to the shoe salon, asked for a 37 and in a matter of approximately 10 minutes, I walked out in a daze, with these bad boys in tow.
Granted, this story isn't to brag about how much someone's shoes cost. You all know I love my Express and Steve Madden strappy evening heels just as much as I do my Manolos. I just happened to pick up these shoes after a busy month of big campaigns and projects -- one of those months that remind you why you're doing what you're doing, where you're doing it. Things just felt like they were IN PLACE. Make sense? I hope so. Because I hope it makes you take a step back and appreciate where you are, at this very moment. No matter the circumstances, you've worked hard to be where you are. Even if it doesn't always feel like that, all the time. Do you need an expensive pair of shoes to remind you? Of course, not. But it certainly doesn't hurt if you've saved up diligently. 😉