2 Nette Gaya: SPRING 10 SHOES

Saturday, January 9, 2010

SPRING 10 SHOES

MY SHOE COLLECTION HAS BEEN THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE EVER SINCE I MOVED TO NEW YORK. THE APARTMENTS IN THE CITY ARE APPROXIMATELY THE SIZE OF A SHOE BOX, WHICH IRONICALLY, IS NEVER BIG ENOUGH TO HOLD ALL OF MY FOOTWEAR. FOR THE PAST COUPLE OF YEARS I HAVE HAD TO CHOOSE APARTMENTS BASED ON CLOSET SPACE WHICH, IF YOU'RE A GIRL WHO LIVES IN MANHATTAN, YOU CAN COMPLETELY RELATE TO. MY COLLECTION IS COMPOSED OF APPROXIMATELY 50 (VERY APPROXIMATE) PAIRS OF SHOES AND, IS VERY WELL ROUNDED, IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF. I HAVE ABOUT EVERY SHAPE, COLOR, STYLE, AND BRAND AND THEY ARE ORGANIZED IN SUCH A COMPULSIVE MANNER THAT MY PRIDE COMES WITH A HEAPING TABLESPOON OF EMBARRASSMENT EVERY TIME SOMEONE WALKS INTO MY CLOSET.

IN MY OPINION, SHOES ARE LIKE THE FEMALE VERSION OF THE BASEBALL CARD. YOU COLLECT THEM, YOU TRADE THEM, AND SOME OF THEM, YOU NEVER EVEN TAKE OUT OF THE BOX FOR FEAR OF DESTROYING THE VALUE. MORE SO THAN ANY OTHER ACCESSORY, SHOES CAN LITERALLY TRANSFORM THE DEMEANOR OF A WOMAN. THEY CAN MAKE YOU FEEL SEXY WHEN YOU PUT ON A HOT PAIR OF STRAPPY'S, THEY CAN MAKE YOU FEEL LUCKY WHEN YOU FIND THEM HALF OFF, AND THEY CAN MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A F-ING IDIOT WHEN YOU BREAK ONE IN THE MIDDLE OF BARNEYS.

I YEARN FOR WARM WEATHER AS MUCH AS I YEARN FOR WARM FOOTWEAR AND AM SICK OF MY SAD LITTLE ROTATION OF BOOTS. WE'VE GOT A LONG COUPLE OF MONTHS AHEAD OF US, BUT SPRING SHOES WILL BE IN STORES SHORTLY. IN A QUEST TO SAVE MYSELF FROM MISERY I HAVE PUT TOGETHER A LITTLE SLIDESHOW OF FOOTWEAR FROM THE UPCOMING SPRING 2010 COLLECTIONS. (INSERT 'KICK UP YOUR HEELS' PUN HERE.)