boots: denied

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I’ve had my eye on this pair of Franco Sarto boots from Macy’s since before my trip. They’re incredibly cute, what with the little retro heels and the buttons up the side, and totally impractical, what with the little retro heels and the buttons up the side. But did I mention the cute? Cute totally trumps practical, especially when you’ve been drowning in practical and only just managed to actually paint your nails again, after 3 years of not bothering.

So they’re on sale at Macy’s, the boots are, and they have been since before my trip, but I’ve been so ridiculously busy (and/or enfeebled by migraine) that I haven’t made it out there until today. And today I sat in the Macy’s chair and waited for the incredibly lackadaisical Macy’s employee to bring me a pair so that I could try them on, be dazzled by their cuteness, and purchase them, using my hard-earned dollars. That was my plan, and it was a pretty good one, I though.

Except for one tiny detail: they were sold out of my size. And the size below. The closest size left, I was informed, was an 8.5. Yes. The size my feet USED to be, before I got pregnant.

It’s totally a sign. I will be wearing Danskos and Uggs until I die.

2 thoughts on “boots: denied”

  1. No you won’t. I promise. A good pair of boots is really hard to come by. It took me three years to find a pair that I could afford, like, and be comfortable in. And now I can’t find them since we moved!

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  2. Wow. You’re right, it’s a sign. The only shoes I now fit into are some stretched out lace-up granny shoes and a pair of black stretchy slides. Of course, I can’t wear the slides out of the house without my supportive athletic socks because of the swelling in my feet. I lost a shoe size with my first pregnancy and I suspect I’m gaining it back with this one. What the daughter taketh away, the son giveth…

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