Shoe Blues

Aquazurra Linda Sandals2 A few weeks ago I did a post on the dreaded plantar fascitis (micro tears in the foot) and how, frankly, it is ruining my world.  Well, dear readers, I'd love to tell you that I am STRONG and that I have OVERCOME but you all know me by now and so it will come as no surprise that I am still wallowing in my fashion grief and misery.  It's becoming an obsession.  Instead of accepting this condition gracefully and handing over my extensive pump collection to my size 7 footed friends, I visit them (the pumps) in my closet daily as if they were prisoners.

To mix metaphors, I have become like a woman on a diet, circling the chocolate cupcakes at a party.  I spend an inordinate amount of time online and in stores drooling over shoes that will never be mine.  Want to join me?  No?  Too bad, you're coming along anyway:

Go to hell, Dorothy.

My first born for these shoes? I'll throw in my second born as well.

Hello, Satan? My soul is still available.

Do you think these shoes would be as pretty if I had to wear them while riding a segway?