Retail Therapy: Let’s get some shoes

In an effort to be comforting in light of my recent downturn in employment, this past weekend my oldest sister went UBER big sister on me and took me out for some retail therapy.  She called me on Saturday morning and informed me it was time for my wardrobe to stop its interminable suffering. "You used to be so fashionable," she griped. "What happened?" *crickets*

I'd like to say I didn't know, but the truth is, with the constant evolution and trimming of my department, my need to dress for the public disappeared. And so I got comfortable. "Too comfortable," she said. "When you look good, you feel good. We need to update your sorry closet."

Specifically: Shoes. The Mission: Get some.

What with my birthday having just passed, she decided the best gift would be some awesome heels to jazz up my life. Walking into Macy's amidst a massive shoe sale is like floating into Nirvana;. Within 10 minutes I was trying on 12 different pairs. When the iron is hot, you strike; when there is a shoe sale, well... that's a lot of iron striking.

My oldest sister is quite honestly one of the most fashionable people I know. And maybe when I got comfortable lazy with my wardrobe, I lost my flair for fun. My big sister gave me the permission to have fun. "Black shoes?" I say, when she asks what I'm looking for.
"You don't have to just go with black. There are a million colors and styles that can actually be just as practical." READ: Not lame.

And so she hands me shoes: Patent leather? Of course. Red patent leather? They're adorable! Platform-style suede 4-inch heels? JUST TRY THEM. Try them all-- test them; the right shoes will sing.

Look at these sexy CFMs. LOVE!

And so I did. Well, most of them anyway. But when the winners were placed upon my feet, they were singing like Aretha: awesome and righteous in every way.
The winner: these awesome beauties.