I bought myself shoes, see?
they just so happen to be these shoes:
I don't know why my mom even let me look at them with my eyes,
let alone try them on, let alone even consider buying them,
let alone let me spend my whole paycheck in one fell swoop.
Let's just make it clear that I've had compulsive-purchase-guilt
for about a week over them.
ooh, but i do love them so.
which brings us to the question of the day:
Shall I keep them and allow the lovelies to come with me to NYC
Return them to their original shelf and find a reasonably priced pair?
Let me know, in the poll below.
(I mostly said that because it rhymes.)
But really. Do it.